I’ve heard the weather in Sydney on the weekend was gorgeous. We wouldn’t know as we decided to be together as a family in sickness.
Little Miss C has been on the mend but was being dosed every three hours and crashed out early both days.
Poor D was at death’s door! He really tried on Saturday and we had shifts watching the Little Girl. But Sunday he was worse. I had a terrible start to the day and we were out of tissues, drugs, juice and fruit. So I nagged D to go to the shops. I couldn’t tell he was struggling and I feel awful about it now. Eventually I cracked it and went to the shops with unwashed hair in a slept-on plait, uggs, ratty grey trackies and my cashmere jumper! I looked like I had the plague and people took a wide berth.
Although I must say it was the most successful shopping trip. I got some juices including pineapple which sorted my throat out, D replenished his blood sugar with some tinned fruit and we both felt better from some panadol and tea. By Sunday night he was even well enough to stay up and watch the F1.
So I hope everyone had a much nicer weekend than we did.
D stayed home yesterday as the Little Girl was still not herself. C insisted on helping daddy with work:
Notice the MacBook doesn’t have a space bar?
Thankfully we’re all much better now besides the associated sniffles, coughs and croaky voices.