Forced Self -Care

I have been home in bed every day this work week.  Monday, I tried to work from home – and thankfully was able to fake it thanks to the fact that I have nothing to do given my projects are either done or on-hold.  But I finally gave up and took a nap.  And then, the chills started.  And the aches and the headaches.  And I knew this was not a one-day thing.

Yesterday, I felt like I had been hit by a train.  I couldn’t sleep at night. I slept all day – I mean ALL day.  Then I slept all night.  And advil became my friend.  I was sweating, then I was freezing.  I went to bed last night with four advil on my nightstand. Because I knew I would have to get up and take more – and the thought of being in a chilled state and getting out of bed to take some was too much to consider.  I took some more at 3:30am.  And slept.

Today has been better. Less fever, just tired and achy.  I mark that as an improvement.  Except when the fever came back this afternoon after a nap I took.  Fuck.

So maybe this image is right.  Maybe I need to be sick all week so all can catch up with me.  All I know is this is definitely the flu – and the flu definitely sucks ass.

Here’s hoping that tomorrow is better.  I need better.  I really need better.  I’m done with sick.

Beyond done.

Here’s to hoping I am on the other side of it.

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