Road to Recovery - Updated

It's a slow one. We've had our share of colds and low fevers this winter, but I thought we'd missed the big one. Unfortunately, it found us before winter's end. It started with lower back pain. It moved to the hips, knees, arms until everything just ached. Then the chills came. Unrelenting cold accompanied by it's dear friend, the fever. The fever liked to dance. It like to dance up and down its own little mountain top. It did leave eventually, but not before inviting his friends, nasal congestion, post-nasal drip and the drip's twin, cough. Those last three tend to overstay their welcome. They're still hanging around.

Jim and I have alternated staying home. I was home Monday. He was home on Tuesday. We actually thought we'd both go to work on Wednesday, but fever came back for a return visit.

I was able to get in to the doctor's office this morning and have Sera checked. She's a few days behind me on this adventure, but she's the one who had a return visit after more than 24-hours fever-free. The doctor checked her lungs and ears. A rebound fever can indicate that an ear infection had joined the party. Luckily, that RSVP came back a no.

Sweet things heard around here:

"I wuv oo, mama."
"I wuv oo, daddy."
"Bess oo, mama."
"Seep mama's pehoo."
"Rock ee, daddy."

Updated to add translations.

"I love you, mama."
"I love you, daddy."
"Bless you, mama." We've done a lot of sneezing around here lately.
"Sleep on mama's pillow."
"Rock me, daddy."