Last Sunday I said a "thank you" to God for the good health we have enjoyed this winter. HA!
I think what occurred next must have come right out of the book of Job. The devil called up and asked God if He couldn't test us and see if we would still love God when the good health streak ended.
Ben started in at 4:22am Monday. His flu cocktail of choice always starts with a long croup-like episode that scares us all to death. His body gets the slightest fever and he needs to throw up. A LOT.
I will spare you the details of the rest of our falls....We have all been sick to varying degrees, though Mike merely experienced a dusting and has largely taken care of the rest of us very well. We are hopeful he will stay healthy. We've each had different symptoms.
I am so grateful I had done a huge grocery shopping trip last Sunday and we had freezer meals too. We haven't wanted to eat consistently but at least I didn't have to worry. Mike has been to the store for movie rentals, cough syrup, drops, ibuprofen, tea, and various other items nearly every day.
Our plans have been canceled. It looks like we will have to cancel a few more things for this week as several of us are still going.
Best lines of the Winter 2013 Reitz Plague:
Ben (Saying "no" to a fish stick on the first day he felt better): "I don't want to throw up fish."
Evie (Laying on my bed): "I'm just going to lie here until my head stops hurting."
For the first time in years, we are alone for the Super Bowl. Think I will drag myself down to watch that now.
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