That was the week that was

Alas, a very forgettable week.  We have all been hit to varying degrees with the ‘flu and for the past 4 days remained holed up indoors recovering from this wretched virus.  Even our GP had to make a home visit – somewhat unheard of these days!  It had spread in typical domino fashion; first Oli, Ben and Cassia, then Lydia who predictably caught it having popped back to check on them, and finally myself.  I can only describe the effect of full blown flu as feeling like you’ve been steamrollered and then reversed over for good measure.  Thankfully we are all on the mend and no doubt a few pounds lighter.  The implication for Fabian is, of course, that no-one has been able to stay with him for most of the week which has been quite a blow for the poor chap.  A few friends have paid him some brief visits but nothing is quite like having Mum 24/7 as she has done these past 7 months.  Annoyingly, we are unable to skype him on demand due to the hospital WiFi timing out very few minutes so rely on him calling us back from the ward phone.  I can report though, that his temperatures appear to have stabilised and they have reduced or cessated most of his antibiotic medication so perhaps a release date is imminent?  Ironically, our home would be too infectious for him to come back to!  So, looking ahead to a better week, we have a couple of family events to celebrate; our wedding anniversary and Oli’s 18th.  Fabian’s homecoming would top that just nicely.  Today though, is Mothering Sunday and I would like to honour the total devotion and dedication that Lydia has shown as a mother this past year in the most challenging circumstances.