We Are Sick

Hubby is away for 3 weeks.

While he is jetsetting around the world (Australia, London, Italy, France, Switzerland), the girls and myself have been coughing, sniffling and drowning ourselves in all types of medication in a bid to get ourselves out of this sick swamp of phlegm and snot.

Graphic enough for ya?

It's bad enough I caught the flu from the girls but it [the flu bug] seems to be making it rounds in circles and has reattacked Dina. Reattacked? Is that right? I can't think of a better word...actually I can't think at all. The medication has me drowsy which called for a miracle that I could actually drive myself to work this morning, without crashing into anyone or anything. When they say DO NOT OPERATE HEAVY MACHINERY WHEN TAKING THIS MEDICINE, they meant small cars too, I suppose. Now how the hell am I suppose to drive myself back later?

I really should have taken today off also (I took MC yesterday....and slept for like 8 hours after taking the medication...it's THAT drowsy) but I felt guilty about missing work. That's me, the work douchbag sometimes. Now that I'm here, I realise no one really misses me here. In fact my officemates are probably more irritated that I AM at work, thus spreading my germs with every hacking cough I take.

Sorry guys. But it is my nature to share...:D

So anyway, here's my post...something to put up till I'm more sober and can think straight. I dunno who to blame for all this sickness anymore; Mother Nature? processed food? my parents for not having "Eric Banner-like" genes to withstand all these germs and viruses? Whatever it is, I hope it all goes away soon, especially for the girls' sake. It's not nice cleaning up vomit and phlegm, even when it's coming out of someone as cute as my girls.