OK, everybody, this will be a very short (and belated!) blog post. Here’s why:
When we mention our circumstances to many people, that we are living and working in Mexico for 4 months, a common question is, “So, have you gotten sick yet?”
The answer is, as of this past week, a very definitive yes. But only after a long weekend in Arizona, where CeCe (then subsequently John and I) caught a flu bug from my grandma. (We were in Arizona, a little less than 20 miles from the Mexican border, actually, celebrating her 90th birthday last weekend.)
The three of us got hit badly, and have spent the better part of the week trying to recuperate. (Even Fidel threw up in the midst of it, but we think he was just trying to get some much needed attention.) As of today, Friday the 13th, John and Nicolle are definitely on the mend; CeCe, though in great spirits, has had lingering effects. (Think dirty diapers. And dirty sheets. And dirty blankets. Did I mention dirty diapers?)
We are hoping that in the next couple of days, things will take a marked turn for the better, and we are all eating tacos once again.
When we mention our circumstances to many people, that we are living and working in Mexico for 4 months, a common question is, “So, have you gotten sick yet?”
The answer is, as of this past week, a very definitive yes. But only after a long weekend in Arizona, where CeCe (then subsequently John and I) caught a flu bug from my grandma. (We were in Arizona, a little less than 20 miles from the Mexican border, actually, celebrating her 90th birthday last weekend.)
The three of us got hit badly, and have spent the better part of the week trying to recuperate. (Even Fidel threw up in the midst of it, but we think he was just trying to get some much needed attention.) As of today, Friday the 13th, John and Nicolle are definitely on the mend; CeCe, though in great spirits, has had lingering effects. (Think dirty diapers. And dirty sheets. And dirty blankets. Did I mention dirty diapers?)
We are hoping that in the next couple of days, things will take a marked turn for the better, and we are all eating tacos once again.
Good ol’ Merida tacos ... they don’t make you sick. But we would advise against the water in Tucson!
1 comment:
The irony! I hope you all are feeling better. It was 57 degrees here, a regular heat wave:)
Phyllis Kern
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