We all three received our flu shots. Not the Swine/H1N1, but the regular, garden variety, only-one-available-now, flu shot. Mine didn't sting when injected, J's did, and BigEd felt his too, he said. Strange, no?
The day after BigEd got his, and waaayyy before any immunity could have built up, BigEd began with a sore throat. This was late Friday afternoon and on Monday he went to the doctor, who gave him an antibiotic.
Of course you can guess that J and I came down with it sequentially, J first and me afterward. Antibiotics for all. We're an equal opportunity family.
The worst aspect of this commonplace tale is that Zeta's birthday is Sunday. The family, minus the three of us, is meeting at the coal fired pizza place on the Dixie, tomorrow.
Not wanting to provide the family with a total equal opportunity experience, the three of us have text messaged our regrets. We texted because Zeta and M are at an event and the noise can prohibit conversation. They usually are that close to the cars. Nice, huh?
Believe me when I say we really regret not helping Zeta and M to celebrate. Her birthday will, therefore, be extended for a week or so.
Still, we regret . . .
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I'm sure the rest of the family does not want to see us cough and weez.
Sorry you're missing the big family event. But I'm wondering about the antibiotics. If it's flu, they won't do any good!
Evidently it is not flu. Just a non-viral, random bug that BigEd encountered. The cough remains with him, though it is getting better.
Sorry y'all are under the weather. Pizza and family sounds like the ideal celebration. It'll be nice for the birthday girl to be able to go back for an encore dinner when the rest of you can be there without spraying germs on the cheese and pepperoni....
True true. We had a great time.
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