We're sick.

Monday, Nate and I went to a luncheon that the Spina Bifida Association of Kentucky was hosting as part of a golf scramble. This is where I ate off the same fork as Nate, and he passed his germs to me. I didn't know he had germs. By that night, he had a fever. The next morning I took him to the doc. He said his ears looked fine and he didn't have strep, but his throat was really red and he had some sort of virus. Nate was pitiful. I was also starting to feel bad, so we stayed in bed together most of the day. Wednesday morning, Nate woke up crying and moaning, and he was losing his voice. Blake thought he had swine flu. :) So I called the nurse, and she suspected he had croup. I took him back to the doc, who gave him a prescription for a steroid that should make him feel better by the end of the day. I was feeling worse.

This morning, Nate woke up crying again. Blake brought him downstairs, and Nate was so upset that he flailed himself off the couch, and that just made him mad. He had absolutely no energy today. He just laid on the couch, then slept from noon-4, then laid on the couch some more, then went to bed at 7. I feel so bad for him. In the meantime, my cold has gotten worse! I am miserable! It's after 1 am and I cant sleep for the sneezing and stuffy nose. We are a mess.