Tuesday, December 1, 2009

On the First Day of Christmas My True Love Gave to Me…

A Viral Upper Respiratory Disease! I first have to explain that this gift was unintentional. Poor Scott came home from Baltimore with a nasty cough. He even mentioned feeling “achy”, but I was convinced it was just allergies… and in turn convinced Scott of the same. My poor husband spent the next week dealing with all of these symptoms including extreme fatigue and sleepless nights without any complaints or medication. Then just a couple of days ago I woke up to feeling “achy”. This is NO way shape or form “allergies”. So, the Womack Family starts off the Christmas season with colds (Mason and Morgan are showing signs of the dreaded cough), but at least it will be all over around the same time, and I pray way before the 25th. Thankfully all of the Christmas decorations were up prior to this. I can’t thank you enough, Scott, for all of your help even when you have felt crummy. I hope that by the twelfth day of Christmas we will have a jolly and well family.

1 comment:

Tracy said...

Poor Womacks! Feel better soon. Tis the (cold and flu) season.