I’ve been swined. Or, at least, I think I’ve been swined. I haven’t actually been tested at this point, but all signs point to H1N1.Swine flu is tearing through our small town. Dozens of children are out of school. Flu vaccines of both varieties are unavailable for the foreseeable future. There’s nothing I could have done.
AJ had a half day of school today, which means Mr. Spy, who’s not feeling so hot himself, is doing the lion’s share of parenting while I’ve been quarantined in the bedroom with my laptop and the remote. Working has been not so easy, as my brain is not all there. On the plus side, my eyes have been opened to all sorts of television travesties this afternoon. A program called “Rosary for Children” featuring a chorus of vacant-eyed cartoon kids with wings sprouting from their shoulders freaked me out so much that I switched to a Korean soap opera, which was soothingly incomprehensible.
Right now, I can hear AJ singing to himself downstairs. I’m not sure what he’s doing. Mr. Spy went for a run and he was given strict instructions to stay out of my room. I’m feeling a little sad for my extradition, but am also enjoying the quiet. And now, I think, it’s time for a nap.
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