Recovering

Again, seems like I'm starting every post this way lately (every post that has words, anyway), thank you, everyone, for all your kind wishes. Taz and I came home from the hospital early Saturday afternoon, and he's had no ambition since, but he looks a whole lot better. Apparently this flu can dehydrate a person very fast, and all he needed was tons of fluids. I felt a bit silly, since we could have done that at home, but everyone including the hospital staff and his pediatrician has assured me that we didn't mess up and the hospital was the right place for him at that moment.

Meanwhile, I have a slight but definite sore throat; I called my doctor's office and got put on Tamiflu, no questions asked. So far I have no other symptoms, and Grant and Miss B are fine. I've been cleared to work at home this week, as our CEO is completely paranoid about germs. That's a good thing, as long as I don't become deathly ill, of course. And our babysitter is feeling much better and will probably be able to come tomorrow, so I can devote my full attention to getting some work done.