Dave has a fever of 102+ and feels yucky. He's home obviously, but I have to get him healthy because his BOUNCE U party is on Thursday and he's been looking forward to it for a month. I should have known that the best way to get the world's healthiest kid sick is to schedule a big event and invite the whole class. Sigh.
Oddly enough, my immune system works that way. I can't tell you how many vacations where I've been sick as a dog, ever since I was a little kid, just excited to go one minute and knocking at death's door the next. I would swear that it was psychosomatic (in our heads), but the people who inevitably catch it each visit would beg to differ. It can't be made up if we are passing the germs on, KWIM?
Have you ever heard of such a crazy thing or do you think we are just hypochondriacs?