I
did not intend to have the weekend off and it is unheard of in this
holiday season for a cashier to have the weekend off. Blame the flu. It
struck me down yesterday. Although Friday I was feeling less than
myself at work I didn't make a connection. I went into work yesterday
and was still feeling not quite right. Two hours into my shift I hunted
down my supervisor. I felt like I was either going to pass out or be
physically sick. So I was sent home.
I
slept, slept some more, had a little dinner and back to bed. The night
was the worse. I went from freezing cold under a pile of blankets to
burning hot. I remember at one point throwing the blankets off and
yelling. Hubby asked if I was ok. In my incoherent state I muttered
about bursting into flames. The fever broke during the night, thank
God. But when I woke up this morning I felt less than human. I did
manage to call into work and tell them I was not coming in. My
supervisor was concerned as I never call out.
The
only good thing is I have had no sickness other than the fever and not
feeling quite right. No throwing up, no diarrhea, for which I am very
thankful. It was touch and go for a while yesterday as to whether I
would be sick but that seemed to have passed. Of course I am also not
eating much of anything. Hubby went out today for my favorite soups.
The cup of noodles kind. And lots of juice.
I
can't believe how much I have slept in the last 24 hours and I am still
tired. I will go to work tomorrow as I feel I will be in good enough
shape. This morning I had gone back to bed and kota came to visit me.
He said he didn't want me to be lonely. I have gotten tons of hugs from
that boy! He is very entertaining when you are sick. He will sing and
dance or read to you. He tries to tell jokes but he makes them up as he
goes along so they are not really that funny. He did give me his
stuffed wolf to sleep with. Actually the stuffed wolf that he stole
from me.
Time for more soup and back to bed. I hope I am in the land of the living tomorrow.