Whatever’s going around—we got it!
Michelle came home for the weekend with a dry cough that worked itself into a mean sore throat and sinus drain. That spread to fever, head and muscle aches to the point that she had a pretty rough weekend.
I did my best to nurse her, but by Sunday I’d started coughing, too, although not so hard, thankfully. By Sunday evening, I had chills, and piled blankets on my side of the bed. The next morning my throat had gone scratchy, the cough had increased and developed that “coppery” flavor. I felt like I’d been beaten in a back alley.
I think we have the flu.
We keep pretty healthy here on the “homestead,” (see Sick Days or “Loss of a Sense of Well Being”) but Michelle’s work in town, often with kids, is our weak link. Her coworkers had been dropping out due to “whatever’s going around,” but she managed to pick it up from them.
This one put us to bed for a while. Michelle stayed home Monday, but managed to accomplish some tasks around the house. I spent most of the day lying in bed, moaning like a beached whale.
To make matters worse, we’re in the middle of a dry spring awakening, with sunny days in the 40s. There’s too much to be done to be laid low right now!
