What germs may come...

I was going to say, "What Dreams Germs May Come..."  but really, this week, it's about the germs.  With Austin being sick last week and him coughing in my face multiple times I assumed I'd dodged the bullets.  But. No. 

I woke up this morning feeling extremely lethargic and stuffy.  Towards my ending time of 2pm at the office I started to feel cold and began wondering if a fever was coming on.  By the time I got home (a whole 15 minutes drive) a fever had made roll call in my head.  And now, it feels as if 5 million little elves are banging away at my sinuses with tiny hammers.  My skin hurts and stings from the fever. 

Luckily, it was Scooter who took Austin to Remlinger Farm today with the toddler school.  I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have lasted very long.   It's time to break out the Masks.