I woke up yesterday morning with a sore throat and since Philip has been sick since Thursday, I knew his disease was coming after me. I decided to do what I always do when I am getting sick. I took some ARA and I proceeded with my day trying to beat the disease into submission. I walked down to the farmers' market and then I went to the library to work on the business plan with Sarah. The first couple of hours were fine, but as we started the field trip portion of our planning I realized this thing was a little more powerful than me. I went home and took more ARA, but the disease beat my body into submission.
I feel horrible. I could only sleep a few hours last night because I couldn't breathe. The medicine we have doesn't really help and since both of us are sick neither of us wants to brave the real world to get new medicine. Philip is on his fourth day of illness and if he is still sick tomorrow we are both going to the doctor since I can't deal with being sick for that long. We are so sick that we have to send Astrid to Philip's parents' house because we don't have the energy to play with her and as a result she is pulling all of our snotty tissues out of the garbage and shredding them all over the house. She looks so sad, all she wants to do is play and all we want to do is sleep.
Anyway, the point of my pathetic little story is that I won't be blogging for a few days. I am just going to sleep until this nasty little thing leaves my body.