By Saturday he was spiking fevers and miserable and I was doing everything from wrapping myself in Clorox wipes, chanting to ward off evil spirits, and swinging Bojangle's chicken legs in the air as a token to the respiratory illness spirits (I watch too many horror movies). See....I work with sick people everyday. I am surrounded by kids with snot running down their face, wiped on their arm, wiped on my arm....kids vomiting in trashcans beside my chair, hacking up foreign globs of green spew....I'm around sick people, but I usually don't get sick.
Well, guess what??? Got sick from my husband. Thus, we are both home today sick. We are both feverish, coughing, hacking until we turn red, delusional, and just plain wiped out. (I went to work for a little while and threw in the towel.)
I kept saying I was going to at least try and make it to the gym for a run. . Yeah, told myself I could sweat it out. Nope, not happening....kills me to walk to the fridge for water. So, home on the couch with knitting. Very therapeutic!
|Behold the 3-hour cowl from Ravelry||I was able to finish this up yesterday while laying on the couch.|
the Pacific Beach Beret, also found on Ravelry. Oh yes, a fever's friend is Ravelry. (my credit card company is loving me right now....I have been shopping)