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We’re all still loaded. Zee has been angel, to the detriment of her own health, running around looking after us all. She’s been amazing. Poor little Rafi is still making noises that a baby shouldn’t make, smiling all the while. Ali has moments of angered tantrums, regularly, probably in part because he’s so sick. I’ve been making a slow recovery, but like the rest of the family, I’m still loaded with the Flu.

My home has been a breeding ground for viral infections over the past couple of weeks. One bug seems to incubate in one host, infect the other three, one by one, mutate, then reinfect everyone. Rinse and repeat.

It started about two weeks ago. Ali brought home a cold he’d picked up from one of his mates at nursery. Lasted a couple of days, then he was fine. Zee caught it and got really quite ill with the flu from it, so much so that I chose to work from home to look after her and the two boys. By the weekend she was on the up and I was feeling rubbish. I worked from home again on the Monday thinking it was just the cold. But it wasn’t, it was full blown Man Flu, which quickly infected both boys.

By the end of last week, Zee was fine, Ali was on the mend, and Rafi and I were very sick. I’ve been on antibiotics since then for a chest infection, have spiraled downwards all weekend with migraines, dizzy spells, and constant motion induced nausea which thankfully subsides when I stay in bed. Poor little Rafi has had a hard time, but appears to be on the mend. Ali and Zee have both been reinfected with flu, probably a mutation from me. Fortunately I’m the only one who required antibiotics, though Rafi got close. As of right now we are all very sick still, and are just hoping it’s going to be over soon. Both my birthday and Eid were a washout.