Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Both my husband and I are suffering from colds and coughs caught from our grandsons.  We've been lucky up until now, but not this time.  Since we expect our daughter to give birth this week, this presents a challenge.  Can we take care of a three year old and support our daughter and son-in-law while coughing, blowing our noses and feeling like limp noodles?  We'll see.  In the meantime, I made an emergency run to Pharmaca, where I bought my husband's heavy duty syrups, my homeopathic remedies, about six throat coat kind of teas, cough drops, and other paraphenalia that the sick believe might just fix you right up.  I'm now heavily armed.  I also got Progresso soups, and a Swedish pancake mix I'm in love with, to treat the grandson properly.  We've promised him a huge stuffed toy, but luckily the toy store is walking distance, so we should be able to manage that.  He's a chocolate croissant kind of guy, so I have the kind in the freezer that you let rise overnight and bake in the morning.  I'm as prepared as I'll ever be.