Quarantine

outside the girls' window today...so rainy

Woke up frustrated this morning, needing this sickness to be gone.  Sore throat for much of the night, but was able to sleep in between painful swallows.  Middle and oldest daughter spent much of the night coughing even with meds./etc. to help.  I made a cup of hot lemon tea first thing and I'm telling you---the sensation of hot tea washing over my throat was a delicious experience.  Pure exquisiteness.  I made a cup last night while I was in bed, and after every sip I gave a big sigh.  I think Gary got tickled at me, but really, it was bliss.  Oh, and fourth son brought home some purple grapes from work yesterday and froze them.  Another winner for a sore throat.  My goodness.

Thankfully today is better.  We're drinking copious amounts of tea (seems the kettle doesn't cool off before the burner is turned on again), eating herbal cough drops, sloshing colloidal silver over our tonsils and taking careful doses of acetaminophen.

I think if middle daughter hadn't shown improvement today, I'd have screamed.  Careful screaming, but screaming nonetheless. It's frustrating when you're doing your best to cure an illness and it takes so long to see results.  And while this doesn't appear to be the flu, it acts like it's just this side of it.  Hard to lick.  Seems to take a week before it's in retreat, if I can use youngest son as an example.  And even then, it seems 2 weeks is more the case. Anyway, that's all my news.  Seems I just wanted to fuss a bit. :)