Silly Sammy Slick sipped six sodas and got sick, sick, sick. -Dr. Seuss's ABC
That's how we've been lately. Sick. Sick. Sick.
Margaret got it after the 4th, then I got it a week later, and then McKay got it last Thursday.
Sick. Sick. Sick.
It was your basic fever/achey/congested/diarrhea kind of sick. That fever would come and go and come and go. It was the kind of sick that puts you out of commission for about 5-7 days.
We had it thoroughly and should be properly immune for the rest of our lives- the rest of the world may have to suffer it, but we won't.
I learned a couple of things while being sick: a fever of a 97.8 is high for me (my baseline is around 96). And snot has a scent- at least sick snot does- and you can't escape it because it's in your nose.
I'm finishing up a project I worked on while sick and it'll show up on my knitting blog soon, although it isn't knitting. And I started another fun little project that you can see on our family blog.