Sniffle, sniffle, sneeze

I've had a cold for a couple of days (thanks to one of the kids, who brought home a nice fresh virus from school). As a result, I haven't been able to go see my dad. He's whining about it, but there is no way I'm exposing a 94-year-old to germs unnecessarily. He'll live without company a few days.

The downside is that I haven't felt like getting much else done, either. Annoying. But tomorrow I'm going to get my first dose of Remicade for my Crohn's. It's an infusion, so I'll sit there for three or four hours with my Kindle in the relative peace and quiet of the infusion center. Sounds almost like a holiday, doesn't it? And with any luck, it will improve my overall health pretty soon.