Ok, so that might be a really gross title but that is exactly how I feel.  I really don't want that toilet talking back any more.  My kids and my husband have all been talking with "it" on a personal level this week.  And I am so ready for it to stop talking back. 

     Yes, if you didn't get it we have had the flu bug this week.  It started out on Saturday night with "Bob" and the babe yakking all night long.  My Honey stayed with one and I stayed with the other.  Then during all this throne visiting the big man came down and decided that he was going to join in on the fun.  So we had 3 kids very sick on Sunday.  And I can only say that it seems to have just keep going since then.  The two older boys have gotten better but the babe has really been struggling with this junk.  He finally ate something and didn't mess through his diaper for the first time this week....today.  It really has been a long week for him.  And now to top everything else off, my Lolly and my honey are both sick today and have spent their own amount of time at the throne.  Lolly is up to seven and she doesn't think that is fair that she now has the most visits to the yak center.    I myself am feeling a bit run down.  I thought that today I might be getting the bug myself but am wondering if I am just experiencing extreme fatigue.  I have been up every night with the babe and only got a semi full night sleep last night but for my honey.  And now I get to spend the night in the living room with Lolly.  I really can't wait to sleep in my own bed with no interruptions through the night for at least one night. 

     To top this week off our furnace decided on Sunday night that it was not going to keep working---At least the fan decided that.   So my honey stayed home on Monday from work so that he could get it fixed.  And I am so thankful to the Lord that it didn't cost near what it could have cost.  It was only in the hundreds instead of in the thousands.  And you know the Lord did that on just the right night because the next night the temperatures dropped by about 30-50 degrees.  I really don't  know what the temp was but with the wind chill we were looking at about -15 degrees.  It was very, very cold and I was so thankful to have heat.  Many people lost power and my grandmother was one of those lucky people.    I thank the Lord that he kept her safe and she now has heat and electricity. 

     I have been going to post several times this week but every time that I sat down I had to go and take care of someone or something.  So I decided to take a couple minutes and let you all know that we are at least alive and finally getting better. 

     I also wanted to mention that Therapy is going very well and I may only have one more time to go.  My therapist thinks that I am doing great and should be back to normal really quick.  I have been feeling so much better in that area.  I haven't had a dizzy spell in many days and really haven't had a headache other then this week and that is probably more of a sleep deprived headache.  Thank-you to all of you that have prayed for me.  I really appreciate it. 

     I have to go so that I can go to bed.  I have so many things that I could share but if I keep going you won't have time to read them all so I will try and get back soon.