Wednesday, February 24, 2010


My BFF Sharonda and I used to joke every time we got the sniffles that we had ebola.

I got the ebola.

Woke up with a sore throat and sniffles. Hoping it's short lived, but fear it's just an early symptom. It's the first time since I left my job at UMC that I've really gotten sick. I'm used to having to make the decision whether to stay home from work or not. Now I have to decide how to take care of an infant without breathing on her. Thankfully Greg has already taken Friday off from work, but we have hair appointments scheduled. This wouldn't be an issue if it didn't require a trip to Vicksburg.

Meanwhile, I've spent my day playing Yahtzee on Pogo instead of doing laundry, sorting Kaycie's new clothes into bins and running errands. My child isn't happy with the lack of personal attention she is receiving, which is too bad because the last thing I want is for her to be sick.

I'm about to break my own rule and park her in front of the TV. She is entertained enough if I talk to her from a distance, but that just makes my throat hurt worse. Blah. I plan on drugging myself tonight and hoping I feel better in the morning.


tank said...

Oh dear. It's no fun taking care of a child when you are sick yourself. Hope you get better really, really soon!

Allison said...

Oh no! Hope you feel better soon. That Ebola is just no fun. =)