Quite literally in fact. It's a nose running, sneezing, coughing (hacking, gross disgusting), feverish, chilling, headachey plague that kicked my butt royally Friday through Monday and that the boys seem to be in the middle of. Jason of course with his super human "no sick" genes seems to be fine. I spent the weekend alternating between feeling like I was going to die and just wishing I would already.
On the upside, today I can breathe again (almost through my nose even) and the fog has lifted enough for me to return to work where the piles of "to-do" are trying to kick me back down. But I shall perservere. Afterall, I'm not a work-aholic for nothing. :)
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