Dylan got sick early Monday morning. Our nanny got sick sometime today after she was here this morning. Lorien got sick last night.
I've been feeling something vaguely getting closer to normal for the first time in more than 3 months. I went to yoga earlier this week. I've been riding my bike around town when running errands. I even started working again, half-time from home. I really, really, really don't want to get sick. I'm taking as many precautions as I reasonably can (e.g. I'm doing a load of laundry right now so that I can sleep alone in the basement), but I worry that it might just be inevitable.
Wish me luck.