At least I had the worst food poisoning symptoms a day before Mr. P, so that we could take turns being healthy enough to buy soup and ginger ale. At least I had one whole day recovered before coming down with a sore throat and 102-degree fever. At least we can take off work when sick, at least we have medicine to help us out, at least these illnesses should pass quickly. And at least this guy hasn’t been sick at all. (KNOCKING FURIOUSLY ON WOOD)
At least we have a cute kid who tries to help out with laundry. We’re doing okay.