An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure???

The expression in my title today means that it is is better to try to avoid problems in the first place, rather than trying to fix them once they arise, and I have always truly believed this when it comes to avoiding sickness.  That is, until last week!

My hubby came home last Tuesday night sick.  He had a fever, he alternated aches and chills, his nose was burning and stuffy.  In a nutshell, he just felt horrible all over!  Well, I believe in the power of positive thinking, so I told myself, “Self, you are NOT going to get sick!!”  We used to get quite a few flu bugs when the kids were little – they were always bringing something home from school – but with the advent of the flu shot and the fact that the kids are pretty much grown now, we have been really quite healthy for a number of years.  Friends and co-workers have had different bugs wreak havoc in their households, but we always avoided it, or at least got a much milder version.  Then a few weeks ago we had a nasty cold, and now Mikey was sick again with the flu.

So, out came my secret weapon – the can of Lysol!!  I basically followed Mikey around and sprayed everything that he touched, from the handle of the toilet to the light switches. And, since Bryan is away at college, I took up sleeping in his room, determined to keep the germs at bay.  I nagged at Mike about washing his hands and coughing into his elbow instead of his hands.  There was no way I was going to let him pass this nasty bug on to Daniel and I.  Well, have you noticed that I haven’t blogged in a few days?  I know I said I was cutting back a bit, but not posting the past few days was not my choice.  Let’s just say that you can take the expression “an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure” and throw it right out the window!!  Daniel and I have been sick as dogs since Friday night.

None of us can remember the last time we even had fevers, and Mike’s was up over 104°F at one point as he vibrated with chills, and Daniel and I both got up close to 103°F.  My hubby NEVER takes time off work, and he was off three days last week, and Daniel and I are home today and probably tomorrow I would imagine.  Our fevers are down, but it gets into the chest, and you can hear your chest rattle every time you breathe.  Plus, our bodies are aching from coughing non-stop.

Ok, that’s enough whining!  I was trying to figure out what picture to post today, and I remembered that I haven’t shown you any of the last shots that I took of the Fall colours. There is a place about 40 minutes away from us, close to where my hubby used to live as a kid, where the trees grow over the roadway, creating a tunnel effect, and we wondered what it would look like in the Fall.  Although it didn’t have any of the deep reds that we have enjoyed this Fall, it was still incredibly beautiful and extremely peaceful as it is a little backroad in the middle of nowhere.  I thought this photo was fitting today because it kind of symbolizes for me the long road to recovery or seeing the light at the end of the tunnel as I slowly start to feel better.  I hope you like it :).

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