We’ve had a bit of a rough time lately with our health. If I recall correctly, Alex was exposed to something a few months ago. Now, every week somebody new seems to be sick.
I’ve determined that having three little outbreak monkeys, a wife that is surrounded by outbreak monkeys every time she does a clinical, and me working with an outbreak monkey means that there’s a good chance that we’re going to get sick. It’s like our life is a pinball game and the virus that we keep getting is just banging around, racking up points each time one of us goes down. Stupid flippers…
Alex, Hannah, and I all spent Easter weekend sick. Instead of looking for Easter eggs, we were all in a NyQuil induced sleep. Well, I was anyways. The kids had to settle for children’s Motrin. Now, we’re all trying to get over this nasty bug that refuses to die.
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