Right now we are under a self imposed quarantine. I haven’t got it that bad but the boys don’t have any more lungs to cough up if you get my meaning. I try to give them cough syrup and the moan and complain and spit. If only they had the gross green triaminic that I had when I was younger, they would truly know how awful the taste could be. On happy note that has nothing to do with being sick. We are getting our bed on Saturday. Yippy!