Things were going so good. We have not been sick for about three weeks, when the flu hit on Fat Tuesday. Edgar first and then I. Fever and a bad cough. As Edgar got better, I got worse. Till that changed, Now we are isolated at pulmo in LKH Graz with one viral pneumonia along with the flue. Edgar is inhaling every 4 hours and is getting oxygen whenever the alarm beeps. Vincent is at home with fever. Time will tell if Mr B will be spared.