I never get sick. I have felt kinda icky for a week but we all figured it was just allergies. Today I landed myself at the pediatrician. They immediately administer a breathing treatment with orders for more mediation and rest. I was not a happy camper. At least the office nebulizer was a whale. It was cute but I was still not having it! Just a boy and a whale. I cam home and crashed. Antibiotics, steroids and an inhaler were in my future. I felt better in the morning and played some chess with my friends, Merrick, while B was at weight training class. Still feeling slightly icky we retreated to the house with the hordes of medication. Dad is still feeling icky. Mom comes and goes. B is down too.