I usually have all of us get the flu shot by Thanksgiving, but
this year I forgot! Porter was lucky enough to get the shot a few weeks ago. However, the girls came down with the flu the past few days. Friday after school, Vivian was complaining that she was tired. Then Saturday she was still dragging, but I thought with a little more sleep she would be better. I was wrong. She worsened Sunday
(Porter stayed home with her from church since Paul, Corbin, and I all spoke in sacrament meeting) and then Olivia was feeling it later that evening.
After visiting the doctor on Monday and being told that they had the flu, I kicked myself for not getting the vaccine! This could have all been prevented. Sunday night was a sleepless night for Vivian and myself. I was then reminded of the difficult nights with new nursing babies (April, I felt your pain). But fortunately they both showed big signs of improvement last night and today. Olivia is back to feeling good. Vivian still needs to catch up on her sleep, so she will stay home with me one more day.
Saturday night I gave the girls a bath.
Vivian didn't want to take a bath because she didn't want the oil washed from her head. She had received a blessing from Paul and didn't want the blessings washed away. I thought it was cute of her. I'm glad that the girls asked Paul for blessings (without any encouragement).
Today I was unable to go visiting teaching like we had planned because of the girls being sick. So I was just bumming around the house in my pj's. I had got a little 30 minute exercise in walking outside on the "track"
(black asphalt driveway around the entire house) while listening to Glenn. I figured I needed some fresh air after being cooped up the past few days. Then I decided to continue my day working in the kitchen (still not dressed or showered) grinding tons of wheat, making a huge batch of whole wheat bread, putting together two- triple batches of my
favorite rolls in ziplock bags for later, tidying the pantry, listening to the radio, helping the girls, etc.
Then someone came to the door! Oh, no what should I do? I still looked yucky plus I had bed head and un-brushed teeth.
I let the bread rise by the wood stove. I am feeling more and more like a country girl.
To my surprise the person at the door was a friend from church (
heard that the girls had the flu- because I was actually supposed to be visiting teaching her this morning) stopping by with popsicles, game books, movies, and a chocolate candy bar (for me)! I was so amazed at her thoughtfulness, especially with me being new in the ward. She was a lifesaver. The girls watched the both movies, enjoyed a popsicle and used their Mega Fun books.
P.S. Olivia's fever came back in the night, so they will both be home. This is a hard one to kick!