Ok - please don't tell my germs or the flu police, but I think (not certain mind you) that I might feel the tiniest - eansiest - littlest bit better. Let's not say that too loudly, but I think it's true. After a visit to the Dr. - which I NEVER do, but considering the asthma, - and 3 chest x-rays later (just to make sure there was no fluid in my lungs) it was my Daddy's homemade, hot & buttery chicken noodle soup that did the trick. Have I told you that I have the best Daddy in the whole wide world? I really do and you may argue that yours is better or just as good, but it just can't possibly be so (can you tell I'm more than a little spoiled?).
We're officially on the upswing of this flu bug and all it entails and we're almost out of the woods. Thank you for all your prayers and messages of support. I felt them all; and hey Steph - sorry about the shop closing Wed. - yeah it was me.
Here's to a better, brighter, healthier weekend!
I'll keep you posted!