Well, as you can tell, I haven't felt much like writing for a couple of weeks. First few days largely from being busy. And a little depressed. Then I started sleeping all the time. I thought that was depression, too, but then I started sneezing, and aching... before long I was running a fever and dizzy.

I worked around it a little, but for a week I've been pretty much useless with flu. Even now I'm still tired all the time and a little dizzy. Ironically, the day I started getting sick was the day I had a flu shot at work. Too soon to be a result of the shot, but if they'd been giving them a week or two earlier at the office I'd probably have been okay.

Anyway, everything has gotten past me for the last two weeks. Deadline for our test code is approaching, and it's tighter than I would have wanted, because a couple of engineers have been out with the flu, too. And today Mary was complaining about a sore throat, so she may be down soon, too.

I'm still feeling like I should do something about my mother. I can't let her get to me like this. I just don't know what.

 

Well, I worked Tuesday and part of Wednesday, but didn't finish out the week. I started coughing Wednesday and just couldn't stop - the last remnant of the flu, it seems to have been. Thursday I stayed home with cough syrup, and though Friday I was pretty much okay, I worked at home rather than aggravate it.

Obnoxiously healthy in the first part of the week, Brian was running a fever Thursday, and now he's in bed aching. He claims he'll be at work tomorrow. I'll believe it when I see it. He's an undemanding patient, though, and hasn't had the sleep problems that made my illness so miserable.

One high note: Clarice and Rob invited us to spend Thanksgiving with them, at the house of some friends of hers. They have bought a retirement home, out in the middle of nowhere, a small house on a few dozen acres. I haven't seen it, but Clarice says it's perfect, it has a catfish pond and a large indoor Jacuzzi. Her friends own the house, but only one of them has retired yet, so they still live in their old home, and they've promised to spend Thanksgiving with their daughter, so they offered use of the new place to Clarice for the long weekend.

Right now I'm so out of touch I'm not even sure when Thanksgiving is, but I'm looking forward to it anyway.

 

Brian's still home, but he seems to be on the mend. My cough comes and goes, so I'm still not 100%, but at least I'm back at work, and my life seems to be returning to normal :-)