As for me, I'm coughing a bit and have a throat that is not exactly sore, more irritated. I'm tired, tired, tired. From my own gunk, for sure, but mostly from caring for a sick kid around the clock.* Anyhow, I'm not as "lucky" as Sprout, for the doctor said I likely have a bacterial infection. I asked for a throat swab before being prescribed something. I'll get the results on Sunday. I hope to be feeling better by then.
Just so you know, I've kept up with my flist, but guys and gals, I just don't have the energy to respond. My brain feels like mush. This makes me especially sorry in regards to cafenowhere's excellent posts on Writing Latin@ Characters Well, the latest of which is here. I want to converse--I really do--but all I would be able to manage is muffledy mumbledy garble.
Soon, I hope to have more brain cells at my disposal...
*That is not to say that I've been doing it all alone--J is a great help, except when he is working since his shifts are 24 hrs long, as was the case yesty and last night--but when Sprout is sick, like many kids, I think, she just wants her momma.