My daughter, grandson, and I have been staying at my parents home till we sell it, so it won’t sit vacant. My son and husband are still at our apartment.
My son called several days ago that he was sick, so sick he could not only not go to work but could barely get out of bed. I knew he must have a fever from him describing how he got dizzy and could barely stand up.
Luckily I have a couple caring neighbors in the building, and when one of them called him and heard how sick he was he immediately brought my son some flu supplies, for which I’m very thankful.
He’s better today and my husband said he had it too and he felt worse than he’s ever felt with the flu. Everything on his body hurt and although he still went to work, he is sure they had H1N1.
He says he’s better now too, but still feels a little sick. Thank God!