Proppin myself up here for a minute...

To let you know where I've been. In short, I've been sick-a-bed. Four of the eleven of us have been sick, but, lucky me, I got it the worst. I've been basically flat on my back for a week -- and I never get sick. I really don't. I always figured it was an "out" I got because someone had to take care of all the other sickies. Not this time, though. Every morning I got up and showered and tried to make it be a normal day; I thought I could will myself to be well. I even posted through the week last week, rotten as I felt. But, by nine or ten o'clock most days, I was uselessly sick. So, when I was not better by Friday, Dan called and made me a Doc appointment for monday. And Monday I found out why I've felt so terrible.

We seem to have picked up a case of swine flu (h1n1). I haven't got a clue where we got it. It's not like we get out that much. I mean except for boys' camps and girls' camps and Church activities, and none of those have occured within the incubation time for infection -- and we haven't heard of anyone else being sick. Not like it matters, really, but one wonders where we got it...

Anyway, now we're waiting to see who comes up with it next... Maybe nobody will. I sure hope not. Boys' Camp is next week. Of the four who are going, Dominic's had a case and is over it, and Dan, Jon and Kevin all think they've already had a very light case -- and I hope they're right. But, if they haven't had it by Sunday, Jon and Kevin will likely be outside the incubation zone, since they've been in Nebraska all week. I don't know if I can tell the boys not to go to camp because they might possibly have a chance of carrying it with them. Especially if they're all feeling fine and dandy. And since we don't know where we got it, and it may be carried up there anyway. Would you send your kids? I think they might have to have a papal bull to keep them home, but I'm feeling a little guilty and worried about it. What do you think?

Anyway... I'll try to come in later on and navigate around. But, I'm tired, so I can't promise much blooging. The doc said don't expect days to recover; expect weeks. Goody. She doesn't know the incentive of a laundry room full of really smelly, dirty clothes. And the motivation of children running around out in the mosquito convention in our back yard without bug spray. And the necessity of groceries taken down to the cellar storage room, and left in bags all over the floor. And the need of a garden in need of real tending. And the frustration of a mommy ready to get things back in order...

I'll be back to check in when I can, friends. Stay well, everyone!