I sent the soup to my daughter's house. My age prevents me from going around anyone with the flu.
I know she was at the end of her two weeks of being so sick. But she informed me this morning, that the next time she gets sick, she will call and ask me to make it again. And if she is too sick to call herself, she has given instructions to DH that he is to call me to make it for her. She is out of bed and feeling 100% better. So from now on with winter on the other side of the door, I had better keep some chicken in the freezer along with carrots and celery in the crispy.
We all get so scared when she gets the flu. (Yes, she gets her shot every year.) One year she got the flu and pneumonia set in. Her two lobes in her right lung were filled with fluid before they would admit she was sick and needed to be on oxygen. Mama's chicken broth got her through that while she was in the hospital. She took it in through a straw. Don't believe me? Ask her doctors.
Illegitimi non carborundum!
I don't want my last words to be, "I wish I had spent more time doing housework"