Isn't It A Little Late For The Flu?
I haven't been sick in years. It is warm and beautiful out and I am stuck in bed with the flu!! Just shoot me now!
The Flu and I.
I awoke this morning still alive. Almost wished I hadn’t. I am on day 6 of the darn flu. Fever, aches, cough, congestion, runny nose, the works, and I am probably the worst person on the face of the planet when I am sick. Just ask my husband. He took this week off too, not to stay home and take care of me, but that is the way it is starting out. Poor thing.
I hate that I can hear every breathe I take. The rattling sound in my upper chest is really starting to annoy me. I cough and cough but it still rattles. I have slept or tried to sleep sitting up for the past 6 days too, or I probably would have drowned in my own secretions by now. Not a fun way to sleep either. My backside is so tired of me being on it. I haven’t checked but I think I have started to develop calluses there. I am out of bed at the moment and in a chair, but any movement makes me sweat like crazy and brings on a coughing spell. I am at my sexy best here, people.
My nose is red and I have dark circles under my eyes. My hair is greasy and needs to be washed, but I am not going to do that today. I just don’t have the strength for it. I may whine at my hubby and see if he will fill the bathtub for me and if I am lucky, I will drown in the water later.
I was, in my former life, a Registered Nurse. That, right there, should tell you just how bad of a patient I am. I know everything and know how to take care of what I have. I just need to rest and push the fluids. It is too late for me to see the doctor for this. I should have gone in and gotten on some anti-virals before I had been sick for 48 hours but I didn’t. Now I just have to suffer through this and hope I either get better or die. Right now, I am leaning toward the dying part.
And there is that annoying rattle again. Cough, cough, hack, hack, and I think a piece of my lung came up with a portion of stomach. Oh God, just take me now. Just checked my temperature and it is a balmy 99.5 F degrees. Not even a fever per my doctor. What does he know? He doesn’t know how I feel. Whaaaa.
And the tears start again. I think this is why I am still sick, too. I have been crying constantly because I don’t feel good. (Read with a whine in your voice) I have dehydrated myself by crying so much and this is why I am still sick. Just my take on things today. That and the annoying rattle that won’t quit. Oh, and the constant dripping from my nostrils. Angelina has nuthin’ on me!!
Well, my calluses and I are going back to bed. If I take enough Benadryl, perhaps I will sleep for a couple of hours. I know my hubby is praying I will. You guys might pray for him. He is going to need it.