I just posted earlier to you to see how you are feeling. My daughter is still home with this horrific cough but at least her fever, puking, and poopin’ has stopped. Now I have this funk. The only reason I can type is the fact this is located next to my "closet pharmacy". It is weird how everyone can get a virus differently. My husband breezed through it, my daughter got knocked out from it and now I feel like a Mack truck ran me over, then backed up and ran over me again leaving me to die. My entire body aches. At least she is better and that is all that counts. That and the fact she "lived" through daddy caring for her all day while I worked for the first time in years.  Thanks for the prayers.