Well, the babe and I are both still sick. He has a temp of 101.1 and mine isn't far behind. Deep icky coughs, sore throats, raw noses, very thirsty. My abdomen muscles and ribs are sore from so much coughing...wakes me up during the night too. He also has a double ear infection. So...my end table and kitchen counter look like something that belongs to an elderly woman. Tissues. Used tissues (gets cleared each time I get up), saline nose sprays...one for each of us, a nebulizer with two meds, a honey elixor, Infant Advil (for fever and reduction of inflammation of incoming rear teeth), chapstick, vaseline, vick's vapor rub. Pete made us some wonderful homemade chicken vegetable soup and has just brought a steaming cup of lemon tea over to me. I am snuggled up in one of my most favorite blankets while Daddy shares monster truck videos with Jeremiah who is hacking away. Nebulizer time comes soon. I hate to do it. He hates it despite being able to play a bit with the mask, tubing and power switch. However, it DOES help him so I just have to hug him tight, sing softly and reassure him that he's ok.

As far as doing anything here. Forget it. I took a shower this morning and was absolutely drained.

We had family plans to attend the annual Winter Bluegrass Festival tonight but between the baby and I and the icky roads (first real winter day of the year I think)....we all stayed in. I napped with the baby in my arms late this afternoon...that was good for both of us.

I really don't have any other news. I have 2 days of back to back check ups next week with endocrinology people, a mammogram, port stuff and a check up with my oncologist. If I'm still sick, I'm gonna tell him to please put me in the hospital so I can get better...I'm tired of this already. And today is the first real day that I've done nothing. No cooking. No laundry. No sweeping. No managing the fire in the woodstove, no diaper changing (Daddy did all of that)....nothing. I just sit here and cough. And cough. And cough.

I have high hopes of getting to the YMCA next week...even if it's just to walk a bit. I've signed up for classes and a trainer but those require clear lungs...which I currently do not have.

Blah. Blah. Blah.   It's just a cold. A freaking miserable, suck the energy out of you, wake you up coughing kind of cold.

Michelle who is almost out of the good kind of Kleenex..NOOOO!!!!!