Sickness around here usually follows the same MO:
Robert goes next.
And then i fall down hard and fast.
Trust me when i say that when i fall hard and fast, it's not a pretty sight.
I ached in places i forgot i had.
Emma is finally coming around.
Robert is slowly coming around.
Me?
Not so much.
But i have a peach of a husband who made a roast and homemade mashed potatoes tonight for us. I was too scared to eat as much as i wanted to, so i just had a very small bowl of the mashed potatoes with the yummy gravy. The smell was amazing....but i was right in not eating too much as i could feel my stomach wanting to get rid of what i had eaten.
Hopefully, we will all fully recover this week.
Right?

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