We celebrated Grandma J's birthday with lasagna and carrot cake. By this point I was too sick with what turned out to be pneumonia to even contemplate cooking. So Auntie Janice came to the rescue again. She might have had a wee bit too much fun decorating the cake - it looked fantastic!
Somewhere around here I did actually go to the doctor and get fancy antibiotics and prednisone and stuff like that. Matthew and Amelia both had quite the coughs too. Brendan slept in a different room for a couple of weeks away from what we dubbed the "percussion section" in an attempt to keep one functional parent. Even so, at the peak I received simultaneous texts from the other occupants of the house demanding to know if we were okay - I guess all that coughing was pretty impressive. Thankfully, although I've been having to go to bed with the kids and been taking it very, very easy, the drugs did help reverse the slide into ill health!