Another Sickie

On Monday, I began feeling that tickle in the back of my throat and a bit of pressure behind my eyes that indicate I'm getting sick.  I started in on Airborne and vitamin C, gargled salt water, took ibuprofen, and slept in on Wednesday.  But by then, I realized I was sick, well (actually, just the opposite) and truly sick.  I got Brandt's flu.  I took Cora and Kal to the store with me on Thursday morning, wearing a mask and coughing up a lung, and I haven't done much of anything since.  I imagine I'll be on the couch for a week now, too.  My snuggling and loving Brandt has proven to be my demise, although I'm certain it won't be fatal.  Just miserable for six or seven days.