Imagine.

This is an actual photo that my friend, I’ll call her Jo, sent me from the Cayman Islands a year or so ago. She and her extended family go over winter break every year. Well, every year that there isn’t a hurricane destroying the island, that is.

This year is no different. They packed up (in record time) and left for paradise.

Please excuse this interruption from the story for a imagination break….

I can see myself on the beach, hear the sounds of seagulls. Taste the mojito. Ahh, the mint. I’m surrounded by everyone I want to see. I look amazing in my bikini. (Hey, I said it was an imagination break – cut me some slack.) The handsome waiter dude with the accent asks me if I’d like another drink. Or would I like him to sunscreen my back…..

Okay, back to reality.

So Jo and her family went to the Caymans. Suddenly, Rose (The youngest daughter – whose name has been changed to protect the innocent) gets sick. A fever of 104. Yikes. Advil and figure skating on television seem to help. But alas, the next day, she’s sicker. Poor little Rose. (We love that kid. Still hoping she’ll marry Davis one day. But I digress.)

At the hospital, it becomes clear that Rose has pneumonia. (The 4th case I know of in a week. Scary.) IV antibiotics. But Jo is convincing and the doc lets Rose rest at the house instead of the hospital. But she has to go back every day for treatment. So sad!

I hear she’s resting and improving. I hope she gets to do some fun things still. I know she’s getting loads of attention and love.

Here’s a little more from me.

Get well soon, Rose!