Last Saturday night, after our kids had left, I just could not get warm and laid huddled up under a blanket on the couch. For a menopausal woman dealing with hot flashes, this was very unusual and I knew something was up. I was praying I was not getting the flu that my grandkids had since I had helped care for them on Thursday and they had just been here earlier that same day. My temperature, at 102.2 confirmed that yes, I had been overcome by the dreaded flu. Thus began my week of being in a fog.
Sunday was spent sleeping for the most part in the twins' old room. For whatever reason, the bed in there is just much more comfortable for me when I am not feeling well. I don't think I was awake for more than 30 minutes at a time for an entire 24 hours. I do remember being in terrible pain all over my body though for a full 2 days.
Monday still found me in pain but now the heavy congestion started too. I was in and out of bed but at least I could stay awake for about an hour at a time. Tuesday the insomnia started to hit, which frequently does when I am not feeling well. My grandson Bradley suggested "medicine" to make me feel better when his Mommy told him I was sick on Wednesday. His little brother Isaiah had to go to the ER due to RSV from this flu and luckily was able to come home later that afternoon. All this Grammie wanted to do was be better so I could help my sweet DIL Heather with the boys. Thursday Grammie took Bradley's advice and took Nyquil and slept well.
Friday found me finally being able to do a few things around here again and noticing how bad our house was looking after not having been vacuumed for a week. UGH! Jeff vacuumed and I made a big pasta salad for dinner and got a few more house type things done. By 6:15 that night I was beat and took a shower and then crawled into bed. I did not reemerge until 7:45 this morning.
Today finds me trying to cough up stuff and blowing my nose like crazy. I want this junk out of me! While Jeff sleeps this morning, I am working on laundry. There are 3 loads to do so far and that does not include the bedding from both beds that I want to get washed today also. This afternoon we need to go and do the grocery shopping. I suspect that I will come home and collapse once again. I am thankful that this is a long weekend and that I do not have to go back to work until Tuesday. Even that is still up in the air depending on how I am feeling. I really, really want to get back to work though, I have missed the kids and the wonderful staff at the school. I'm just praying I do not get this again...apparently is making the rounds at school and parents are not keeping their sick children home. That just makes me furious because I know how sick I have been and I cannot imagine sending a child to school who is feeling that way.
Yep, I must be coming out of this thing because I can feel indignation rising up in me when I think about those poor kids being sent to school sick. If they are feeling anything close to how I have been feeling, they need to be in bed and resting. This flu has been turning into pneumonia and parents need to take responsibility for not only their own children's health, but also think about everyone else they may be infecting by sending their own poor child, who is ill, to school. Oh that felt good to get that off my chest...now if I could only get all that mucus to vacate my sinuses and lungs.