I have had strep throat for the last couple of days.
So in my efforts to keep Dad well, I have been staying as far away from him as possible, and when I have to cross his path, I wear one of those sexy Michael Jackson/Swine Flu surgical masks and gloves.
He keeps forgetting that I am sick and tries to come near me, and then I explain that if we are in the same room, he could catch my strep throat.
I would be willing to catch it if it meant I could spend more time with you. He said sweetly.
This is one of the few things I am not willing to share!
