Dang, I cannot sleep these nights. Hubby was not feeling well last night, so that made me feel not well. If he doesn't feel well, it makes me sick to my stomach. the minute I get upset
He was awake most of the night, he reported, but did feel pretty much OK this morning and went to work and was fine. There is something nasty going around the whole region and I am really hoping neither of us gets it.
We're so careful about hand-washing, but I still got the flu last winter. One thing I'm really proud of is that he didn't get the flu from me, so when I get sick, we are extra extra careful not to pass it along to him. I come in contact with so many people at work during the day, sometimes I just don't stand a chance.
We both had flu shots last fall, so I'm hoping that the shot was better aimed at the viruses out there this year than it was for 2008, since that's how I ended up with the flu. (I always chuckle when someone tells me he/she doesn't get the flu shot because "The one time I did, I got the flu." Snerk. I think I heard that three times at work last fall.)
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Pay little attention to me; it's the lack of sleep talking. Or typing.