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8 Days Quarantined

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8 days quarantined. 8 days quarantined. He's been asking/begging to know when we can go back to Hershey Park - water park - ride rides. He's thankfully been able to get outside to help his Daddy with some projects,


but we are on the go a lot. Most days out of the week, we go somewhere and do something, if for just a little while.

So to be at home for 8 days (and counting) has been a challenge for Lil Man and myself. In case you are curious as to what's going on with us, check out my last post.

He is thankfully well. I'm on the mend, but not quite there. I'm hoping (big hope) that by tomorrow, surely we can get to the store as we need some things. And mainly we just need a change of scenery. We are going a little stir crazy (see pic below).


But being a germaphobe, I'm also very cautious about spreading germs. So if my blisters still aren't flat (as the pediatrician said they needed to be flat before we could go out in public) then we will have yet another day at home. Fingers crossed we can go out into the world soon! 




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  1. Prairie WifeJuly 30, 2014 at 10:33 AM

    You poor thing, we have had that run through our family as well...it is really no fun for anyone (yes I had it too)! We've also had ringworm which is one that really gets this mom paranoid (joys of life on the Prairie). Hang in there, as I always say...what is miserable now will be a funny memory (or blog post) later!

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