DH has been sick all week with what we think was the flu. He stayed home from work every day except Friday, which is unheard of for him. I kept George out of the house most days so that DH could rest in peace. I even moved to the couch so that I wouldn't catch any germs. DH thought he was feeling better on Thursday night, so I went ahead and moved back to the bedroom. Sure enough, I woke up sick on Friday. I tried to get in to my doctor, but they wouldn't work me in, nor would they call in a prescription. So I paid $70 and went to the clinic at our local grocery store. That was a really pleasant experience. They got me in right away, I was seen by a nurse practitioner who was very thorough, and they were so nice to George (who really didn't want to be there). They weren't sure if I had the flu or not and didn't think it worth the additional $20 to give me a flu test (did you know they have a test now?). But they did give me a prescription for Tamiflu and said I could fill it if I felt worse. I feel awful today. So I filled it. We also called the pediatrician's office and described what DH's and my symptoms have been and asked if we should do anything preventative for George. Since DH had a 105 fever one day and mine was 103 this afternoon, we are really afraid of George getting sick. The pediatrician called in a prescription for Tamiflu for George so I filled that one, too. You can use it as preventative medicine for people who don't have the flu yet but who have been in close proximity to others who have had it - and George fits that case. I paid $3 extra and had George's medicine flavored with a grape flavoring and he took it with no problems.
I'm rather annoyed that I caught this bug, since I already had it about six to eight weeks ago. Unfortunately, there's a couple strains of it going around (none of which were covered by the flu shot), so I must have just caught two versions of it. I hope this is the end of our sicknesses for awhile.
In other news, George is getting four teeth in, two on top and two on the bottom. He's been a little Mr. Cranky Pants. He's also all messed up with the time change and refuses to nap for the day until around 5PM, if at all. Needless to say, there's been lots of crying in our household lately.