Did I taunt the gods? What was I thinking to ask how things could become worse? I must have been mad, mad!
Today I learned that Alan's school has a little outbreak of scarlet fever. That's just great. The last I need right now is three sick kids - hey, they are brothers, they share bacteria much more readily than toys. I decided to leave Alan home from school for a week. It's not as if he misses too much, the weather is really bad anyway (snow, snow, snow), and he'll happily go to David's pre-school with him (can you spell, play-date?)
Btw, outbreaks of scarlet fever are apparently not unusal in the former Easter Block countries. Go figure.
Oh, I forgot to tell you that even before I got that piece of news this evening, I've been feeling really crappy, feverish and with a sore throat. So, let me go now and check my thorax for little bumps. It would make sense, wouldn't it?