Would love to write that Friday was a recovery day - but I spent most if it at the local hospital with my youngest. He's on death's door while at home, but of course as soon as the doctors are near, he cheers right up and loses the fever.
He slept on the way home, then woke up. Stayed up until 3am. Friday. Saturday and Sunday.
Needless to say I'm so sleep deprived right now, I'm seeing zombies everywhere.
I did take my son out for walks on Sunday. Trying to get his nose cleared up so he could breathe. Nice long walks. Nothing else. Kind of a shame, really