Other than delaying the inevitable until I'd made my two major presentations. Then the ton of brick fell on me on Friday and I spent the day at home, having John email folks to tell them that I wasn't going to be making specific meetings. It's weird knowing that that email had to be sent to four different people and one of them was for a 20+ person meeting that someone was expecting me to run. Bleh.
Since Friday we've been rotating who gets to sleep when and where. Jet's been happy as a clam, pretty patient with our staying home most of the time, and fairly patient with a Mom and Dad that seem to need to lie down a lot. Yeah, both of us have it, bad. Nasal decongetant sprays seem to be God's blessing upon us, and it is getting into both of our lungs as well. I had one bad afternoon/evening on Friday when I felt like I couldn't breathe and I couldn't find my dang inhaler, but knowing that Jet had one evening like that before he turned the corner, I stuck it out and am definitely better on that front.
We did manage to get to the Boulder Farmer's Market yesterday, for the fixings for a vegetable/beef soup that Pastor Kear had made us. It tasted a bit like my mom's soup, so I thought I'd try it, as it's mostly just clear broth, the well-simmered beef and lots of vegetables. Yum. I cooked the beef last night, and it took a while to get really tender, so I stayed up with it as I feel much better in the evening than I do in the morning or daytime.
Other than that one adventure, John and I slept in turns.
Today all three of us were hacking up a storm when we got up in the morning. Once cleared out, the boys went to church and I'm about to go to the OUR center to prep food for hundreds of people. They may just turn me back home, but I'm past the usual contageous period, i.e. I'm hacking up yellow (lots of dead pathogens), not sneezing clear (lots of live pathogens). We'll see. I'll definitely use a face mask and gloves anyway, just in case... and bring my own knife.