We followed all the instructions we were given. We got our shots. We avoided large gatherings. We washed, washed, washed and went through gallons of sanitizer, but it still happened.
I started getting worried Thursday night. I had a kind of throat tickle so I pulled out a medical mask and put it on. The next morning, I knew I was sick. I was achy and feverish. When two doses of Tylenol did nothing to break my fever, I called my doctor and then headed to urgent care.
2 hours and a flu test later, Influenza A was my diagnosis. Say what? But, but I did everything right. Apparently, I won the flu lottery.
Now, I’m going to go back to napping and praying that my fellas don’t get it. Daddy did an awesome job cleaning and taking care of things until grandma was able to take D out of this germy house.
Please, please let him stay well.