Friday night I started feeling a little crummy so I snuggled up in bed at eight and slept the night away. I woke up Saturday morning to the flu. A body full of aches, chills and a horrible bark that started somewhere in my chest. Saturday I spent a good twenty hours sleeping, hoping and praying that sleep would knock the flu out of my system. Sunday morning rolled around, I woke and thought that maybe a day of sleeping had done the trick. I took a shower in hopes that it would only solidify the fact that I was better, only to wind up back in bed with a rib cracking cough (okay maybe not really but sure felt like it). Sunday was another day of sleeping, not being awake for more than two consecutive hours. This morning I awoke at four to realize that this bugger is still here. Another day of laying in bed, another day of rib splitting coughs, another day of sipping hot tea and praying this goes away. This is the third time this season that I have been down, the first was in October and it was only for two days, then in November for three days and now this. Ugh! I am done being sick. Hubby sarcastically said on Sunday, “If you wanted a day off all you had to do was just ask!” Yeah, getting sick is not really my idea of a day off. I will say though that today although I am not able to get up and around at least I am not lethargic. I have been awake for almost five straight hours which is the longest since Friday! Baby steps, although I do know I gotta get back into life soon, hubby has work to get done, my house needs to get cleaned and my boys need their momma!
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