I got it...I didn't get it...

Unfortunately, Nate didn't get it, and so, he got it.

(If you haven't seen that somewhat annoying PSA, I'm talking about the flu shot, and the flu. I tried to find a video of it online, but couldn't...consider yourself spared.)

I decided my least favorite words of the week are: "Ummm... can you get me a bucket?"

Lucky for Nate, he lives with a (student) nurse, and I've been constantly taking his vitals, listening to his heart, bowels, and lungs, and bringing him dinner in bed...

Running to the store for supplies,

Oh....and fetching the bucket.

ugh.