I practically ran out this morning. Tolga said he wanted to leave with me, and I said no way. Wait for the nanny - I'm out.
I called the nanny later and told her about Tuana's fevers and medicines, then joked about I was resting by going to work. Gokhan stayed home from work. That was a lot of dramatic coughing from that side of the house - either him or his mom. I think they were looking forward to the nanny coming as well. She prepares everyone food, serves tea, gives sympathetic words and directions to rest. She is very very kind.
Definitely kinder than I can manage.
When I came home, Anne had still been in bed. About an hour later she came out saying in the voice of the death:
Tuana. Yavrim. Kuzim.
Anne saw me, then cough, cough, cough, hos gelding, we're so sick. She then turned around and went back to bed.
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