Stomach Flu
There are few things worse in life than the stomach flu. It’s only redeeming feature is that usually only last for 24 hours. Kent brought this home from the university. We were fine until Sunday morning. We were getting ready to go out to breakfast and I suddenly just lost my energy and felt achy all over. Not long after that, Kent started to feel bad was well. It was downhill from there.
Sunday was a mixed back of high fever, dilutions brought about by the fever, throwing up, and more fever. We both spend the day in bed. I was so drained of energy that when I would sit up in bed to go to the bathroom, I wasn’t sure if I had the energy to get there.
Come Monday, Kent is feeling better. He had two meetings that day, one in the morning, and one at 4:00pm. He also had a dinner to go to with a prospective student that he was going to cancel. During the day, he recovered, and called to say that he would be going to the dinner meeting after all.
I still felt lousy all day yesterday. The fever persisted and i was sick once again. I slept most of the day. This morning, I woke up early, I think because all I’ve been doing is sleeping. The fever is gone, along with the nausea, but the body aches are very much there. So, I’m staying home one more day to recuperate.
I suppose the upside of this is that I won’t have to deal with the winter storm we had last night. Our state got 8-15 inches of snow (our area was in the 15 inch range on the map). Kent is outside now blowing the snow off the driveway.
Back to bed for me.
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I really do feel badly that Bill feels so bad. (Well, maybe I don't actually feel badly, just guilty.) Although I felt worse than he did on Sunday, I was recovered enough to give a lecture Monday morning (about 75% of normal) and I was pretty much back to normal by last night. Today I'm feeling good enough I may actually get to the gym!
I do suck, don't I?
Yeah... Sunday was the absolute worst. We were both so weak that all we could do was lie down in bed. Kent is doing well. He told me this morning that he felt like he might go to the gym tonight. I'm still achy and feverish. I said, in my own loving way, "Why did you bring this crap home? You suck!" ;-)
He only said with this puppy dog look on his face, "Sorry". We exchanged smiles.
Hope you feel better soon. It sucks when you both are sick, then who's around to take care of you? :)
When I'm sick, my wife waits on me hand and foot. It's almost enough to motivate me to be sick all the time. But she would most likely catch on pretty quickly.