So, I went ahead and got the flu shot for myself and for my boy. And now we’re both sick. He’s sicker than me, with a significant fever and a lot of discomfort and listlessness. I’m more in the every-inch-of-my-body-hurts mode, with no desire to get off the couch for love or money. It’s not that I am suggesting that we got sick because of the shot. It’s been more than two weeks since we got them. It’s that I am disappointed that we got sick anyway. The lousiest part of parenting is having a sick, miserable child, but it’s that much worse when you are sick and miserable yourself.
Trying to keep my spirits up by laughing as Dick Morris. I hope that moocher doesn’t try to get any unemployment insurance.
