I feel like shit, I've been sick and I'm still recovering. Came down with something Saturday afternoon and didn't leave the bed until this morning. To sum it up.
Saturday
Clubhouse in the morning, Alex's last football game, kids and I went sailing and got a powerboat ride up Shipyard Creek. Got home and I had high fever. Marta and the kids went to Alex's football party and had a blast, I was in bed.
Sunday
I'm still sick as a dog, in bed all day. The rest of the family is out and about having fun at a pirate park. Marta makes all kind of good food for a super bowl party. They have a good time with our friends. I am still miserable, almost dying.
Monday
Forget work, running high fever. Sleep all day with the help of Tylenol pm. Alex is at school, Fia and Marta have playgroup and then they all go to the park. I never left upstairs.
I hate being sick.
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