My Advice on the H1N1 Flu Virus

Um, DON'T GET IT.

That's pretty much it. 

If you do get it...  I feel your misery. 

I'm determined to be thankful though!  For.... something!

Charles Dickens.  Namely Bleak House.  Helped Steph (my fellow sickie) and I pass 6 hours this morning while we were too miserable and ache-y to move.

Moms.  They bring you soup and treatments and masks.  (We have to wear the said masks everytime we're in anyone's company.  Trying to keep the virus from spreading to the rest of the family, you know...) 
AND, they go to the grocery store to get you water and ibuprofen and come home with three grocery bags full of food.  :)  Thanks MOM!

Little Siblings.  Who amuse you by jumping in piles of leaves in your front yard.  We watched out the big picture window.  Definitely the most exciting thing to happen all day. 

Ibuprofen.  Thanks to ibuprofen I can actually type, as it has reduced the ache in my joints.  Earlier this morning just flicking a finger hurt.  Very much. 

Fruit Juice.  'nough said.

A pile of books to read.  The ibuprofen has also made reading possible.  I can hold a book now!  YAY!!

Looking forward to more blessings tomorrow.  Perhaps a reduction in fever?  We can hope!
If you think of it, please pray for Stephanie and I.  We're not allowed to work until we've been fever free for 24-48 hours...