Yesterday, I had my "To Do" list ready to go to gather the things I needed for Taylor's shower. I met Natalie for a coke and to pick up something for the shower. We said goodbye and I headed to Hobby Lobby. As I was driving, I literally felt like I needed to do a u-turn and head straight home. I sent home and within five minutes, I was shivering and shaking and freezing to death. Four quilts were not enough to warm me up. I have spent the last 30 hours in bed or in the bathroom. I've bawled because I'm hurting so and bawled because this morning, Carol and Taylor have had to let every person know that the shower was being moved to her sister, Mary Ann's home. We have a note on the door letting people know that our home is quarantined. I've planned on giving Carol's girls showers since I gave Carol a baby shower when she was expecting Madi. This broke my heart. I'm still shivering and wrapped up in blankets. So, the kids having strep and now me having the flu... ours is not the home to visit right now.
It will all be over in a few days, I'm sure. Life is good. So is not having the flu...especially on important days in life.