I’m not good at taking an actual lunch break at work. Today I really stopped and ate food (a lovely stuffed shell left over from Sunday night’s dinner). I am playing music and decided to take a few minutes for me, and in turn, you Gentle Reader.
My boys are sick. I hate that. Older son got sick on Saturday. His fever spiked as high as 105 at one point but today it is hovering around 100, so he’s almost all better. He also has his energy and appetite back-both good signs. Younger son came down with it yesterday and is still in the thick of it. His temperature this morning was 103. He is feeling very achy and I really wish I could be home with both of them. They caught it from Hubby (he caught it from a patient) so I’m the only one it hasn’t gotten yet.
Hubby truly understands that as much as I want to be at home, I really can’t call out from work at the moment. We’re in training mode and there isn’t anyone else here to step in and cover. My boys understand too and besides, Dad doesn’t make them rest in their rooms like I do. I’m sure the three of them are in the living room watching some cartoon or another. Knowing I couldn’t stay home today either, Hubby ran around last night taking care of stuff that he knew he wouldn’t be able to take care of today. And he surprised me by putting out the garbage. I had the biggest smile when I walked out of my house this morning and discovered he had already put the trash to the curb.
When Hubby did get home last night, we watched Scary Movie 2 (again) because it makes us laugh every freakin’ time. (I better use my strong hand…)
The boys have been helping each other with taking care of the pets, depending on who is feeling better. They are so cute and cuddly when mildly delirious from fever!
Ah, lunch with myself. Time’s almost up. Gonna go call my three stooges and see how they are.
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