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[valkryor]

Guess who has two thumbs and now has the sick? *points at self* This girl!

(I blame Paul.)

In less glamorous news, the kid has stayed home every day this week thus far. He was two minutes from getting out the door when he went really pale and noped out. What am I going to do? Tell him he's lying and send him out anyway? Yeah. Not a good plan, not when he was coughing like he was going to yark. He didn't yark, but he looked and sounded like he was going to. Plus, I rather he not spread this around, whatever it is, because it's nasty.

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[cinnamaldehyde]

Booooooooooooo to the sick! And, as is the way of the sick, you get to blame whomever you'd like! Booooo Paul ;)

Thanks for limiting the spread, even if it means having a child at home.

*safe distance hugs*

[valkryor]

His energy levels are better and he seems okay (aside from the cough), so I'm hoping I can get him to school on Monday. At the very least, I need him to get some homework done this weekend, because he's falling behind.

I have found that the absolute worst part about this particular viral nastiness is that I can't regulate my body temperature for love nor money. Hot cold hot cold hot cold. PICK ONE. I can live (grumpily, but still) with the rest, but it would be nice to not have to wake up in the middle of the night because the sheets are soaked and cooling. Ew.