Friday, February 23, 2018

Glade was second in line at the “Patient First” facility at 7:45 this morning and, not surprisingly, was diagnosed with the flu.  He bundled with a blanket in the chair with fever and chills and has Tamiflu and an antibiotic to give him a boost.  The antibiotic is for his bad sinuses and ears that are a chronic problem for him.  The terrible cough he always gets is better this afternoon.  But he is apparently contagious for five to seven days. :( 

We are running out of paper towels and Clorox wipes, and we have changed up our responsibilities.  I’m back on kitchen duty and don’t want him to touch anything.  I did get a flu shot, but apparently that’s not going to be much help in warding this off.  Oh, well—“Come what may and love it” or at least be patient and know that it can’t last forever. 

Rain is in the forecast off and on for the next ten days and snowstorms have dotted the country.  At this point we are so happy to have plane tickets for going home.

Glade drove me to the temple for the shift tonight and I was able to find a ride home so he didn’t have to go out again.  It felt so great to get out of the apartment, to be in the temple, and to talk to people.  I was given fairly easy assignments and wasn’t nearly as tired at the end of the shift as I was last Friday.  Things, outside of having constant exposure to the flu, are looking up.

Have a wonderful week-end!  Look for a blessing in every single day and you will find at least one!  Lots of love and plenty of hugs to you all.  Good Night!  😊