This time last week, I was leaving work and heading north to Stillwater for a weekend of fun and games with my phamily. This is one of the only pictures I got* from the weekend; it’s my g-little Morgan and me at dinner.
By Saturday night I was a sickling. I was achy and congested and quite certain I felt a sinus infection coming on. I was miserable on the couch while everyone was having a joyful time playing Harry Potter Clue. Seriously sad I missed out. Sunday, same story. I made myself put on jeans and a nice shirt to have lunch with Kevin (my smart friend – he’s in vet school, yo), then I drove home and immediately put on the most comfortable things I could find before going to my grandparents house to see my big family. I slept until everyone got there, and felt normal-ish but still sinus-y. Went to work Monday, still feeling bad, but convinced I just had a sinus infection and would be fine. Finally around 4 I was convinced I needed to go to the doctor – at the very least, to get a shot so I could feel better for my all day meeting Tuesday. Miss Doctor laughed at me when I told her I was 99% sure I had a sinus infection and proceeded to shove a flu test up my nose (okay, not as harsh as I made it sound, but still). Minutes later, she told me I had the flu. I’ve never had the flu, so I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant… I asked her if I could have a shot so I could go to work the next day. She laughed. Come on! By the time I went to Walgreens, got my medicine, drove home and climbed in bed, I was feeling really, really sick. Good thing Miss Doctor told me I needed to stay home, because I didn’t want to leave my bed.
And so it began. People, the flu is miserable. I’m sure most of you know this, but in case you don’t, take it from me. Don’t get it!
Some #SickGirlProbs I incurred this week
1. I couldn’t find my Minnie Mouse cup (the “princess cup” according to Daddy)
2. When I run fever, I randomly start crying. About everything. Fever makes me cry. My poor mom put up with a lot of crying.
3. Crying made my congestion worse. This worked out sooooo well, clearly. #sarcasm
I have always sworn by Vicks Vapor Rub – however, it has a tendency to break me out. Ick. Plus, it’s slimy, which is gross. Thanks to a coworker, I discovered Puffs Plus with Vicks. If you’re sick with congestion, get them! They’re super strong smelling though.
Daddy bought me flowers to brighten my day. They are on my bedside table and still looking awesome! This just goes to prove he isn’t cold and heartless
all the time! Thank you Daddy for always making me feel better 🙂 I’ve been so blessed with the BEST. (Also, mad props to Mag for her vase skills – see that awesome mason jar & ribbon combo?!)
The plus side of being sick – I got to sleep a lot and I got tons of Molly snuggles 🙂 I’m pretty sure she knew I was sick, because she kept close to me and was super cuddly. I just love that little pug.
I’m fiiiiiinally starting to feel normal… YAY! Now off to Lysol everything I’ve touched and hope Momma isn’t coming down with it too! She patiently took care of my every need and put up with my whiney little self!
*I got this picture by Facebook creeping Morgan. That’s how sick I was: No pictures! Whaaaaa??