The sore throat of wednesday morning got worse, so much so that it felt like I was swallowing razor blades every time I forgot myself and allowed the auto swallow reflex to kick in when I was drooling really badly.
My temp was impressive for me, I watched it hit 101F before I chickened out and stopped looking
Mangaged to get the girls to school, climb the stairs and get into bed... too ill even to think about reading or watching telly... must have been bad.
I did get to see a dr in the afternoon (luckily I'd already got the appointment booked ages ago for something else), who took one look and said, oh yes that looks nasty! as if I hadn't already told her that!
Still, got a prescription for some antibiotics and hayfever tablets and soluable asprin while I was at it, so it didn't feel like a completely wasted trip.
Feeling better today, actually managed to find the energy to watch tv and knit a bit..
yes, my alter ego is an old granny, but I do usually manage to hide it.
The most difficult thing is that my much beloved is also poorly, and too far away for me to go and tend to him, not to mention that I'm in no state to get in a car for an hour and a half or so, get lost and turn up at his house univited.
I feel really helpless trying to look after him over the phone. I can't decide if I'm sounding concerned, over the top or just nagging at him! I hope not the last, as I've really tried to give that up... bad habit... bad habit..
Anyway, it all means that its highly unlikely we will be seeing each other this weekend, which we probably both need on a health front, so we can each recover. But it doesn't stop me missing him and the snuggles etc.
Still, I was talking to Mum earlier and she helped with a plan to get Dad to look after the girls for me next weekend so we can spend some time together.... more details to follow!
Anyway, I'm off to get the girls to bed, and put my feet up before ringing the much beloved for a lovely long chat to make sure he is ok.
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