This is the sickest I’ve been in so long I don’t even know what to do with myself.
I’m on week three of having flu symptoms. I may not be a doctor, but I’m going to hazard a guess here and say I have the flu. But I haven’t been oinking so I’m going to further assume that it’s not the dreaded Swine.
I’m rather pleased how amazing the flu has been to adapt. The first week just felt like a horrid cold and I dragged myself through it. I wasn’t that bad. Come the following Monday though, it hit my tummy and I felt like I was five years old again. I haven’t had a tummy ache in years and years and this one made me wish my mommy was here. It was a weird one too… if you could have a sore throat in your tummy that’s how it felt. It was really painful but at least there were no… um… “bi-products” from the stomach ache. No “output”. Which was fine by me.
By Tuesday my tummy felt better so I went back to work. I was achy and slow to respond to direct questions but alright otherwise. Wednesday was more of the same with a good sore throat on top of it. I woke up Thursday morning unable to get out of bed. I stayed there until Saturday afternoon. I walked to the store to buy some juice and soup (sick people food). But the time I got home I was dizzy and went back to bed until Sunday night.
I’m back at work this week, but every morning I both rue and lament my decision to have been at work the day before. I’m resting lots and taking vitamins, but the flu is still winning. Further adaptations this week include gummy eyes and today a bleeding nose. Awesome.
I’ve got so much work to do that I’m going to keep coming in for the rest of the week. I’m being very careful not to get my germs on my coworkers… I know that ultimately I’m not doing the company any favours if I just infect everyone else. Very fortunately, my work doesn’t include any meetings and unfortunately, not much contact with my fellow human beings other than electronically.
I promise I won’t do another blog post about my symptoms; I just wanted to share with the world how miserable I’ve been feeling and what a trooper I am. Both your sympathy for my illness and admiration for my steadfastness and work ethic is appreciated.
Here’s to having good health next week.
PS: Just for you Amelia, by “output” I don’t just mean I didn’t vomit… I wasn’t sick out my bum either.