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Did my BIG exercises for today--but not much else. Punted on going to EDH dance class--instead I recorded my BP log notes so I can print a copy tomorrow to take to my 9/15 appointment with the neurologist. This BIG activity is not difficult--but it's taking time along with everything else. I think I can already feel some effects from doing the practises--I know that I'm slightly more sore than usual.

Last night we were eating dinner (grilled burgers with all the toppings)--and the grandson hurled right after he started eating. Apparently, he was not doing well--but no hint of it until hurled onto his dinner tray. His mom was laid up over the weekend--and he may have gotten a bug from her.

It's frustrating to have a young kid get ill--since he can't tell you what's happening or what's helping fix the problem. I have a theory--that he's been begging food from everyone who de facto are "handling" his food. They are giving him pinches of stuff from their plates--along with germs from their fingers and so on. His immune system is not built to handle everyone else's critters--although it might prove to be inoculating him from such things. After all, MD is carrying 100-year old microorganisms--weird to think about.

MD eats her daily infusion of ice creams right from the half gallon buckets--using a spoon that that transfers her saliva into the contents of the bucket The grandson is always right there when she's eating from the bucket--and she digs out scoops for him to eat. A hundred year-old vaccination--with long-lived, hardy bacterium!

Or it could be that he's getting some sort of bug from the dog--when he shares his food with the dog or gets into a kissing match with him. The only thing we know for sure--is that he barfed into his dinner tray last night and is still acting puny today.