Not such a fun time

Sooo...

Thursday last week (as in January 25th) I woke up feeling a bit headachey and under the weather. I got up ok though and did a few things throughout the day.

When I woke on Friday there was an axe in my head.

And I was shivering with the cold.

Even under a doubled over duvet, four blankets and wearing a fleecy dressing gown and nightie I was freezing.

The reality that I'd got flu began to seep into my aching brain.

I spent Friday and Saturday alternately sleeping and counting the minutes until my next dose of painkiller. I was supposed to be going to a healing course on Saturday but that went out of the window (as they say).

On Sunday P went to church leaving me in bed. I managed to get out to the bathroom then felt very sick and faint. At this point I should have sat or lain down on the floor until I felt better but I just wanted to get back to bed. As I got onto the bed everything went black in front of my eyes.

Anyway since then it has been a slow recovery. After a while of being up I start to feel dizzy, I have a horrible cough which is gradually lessening and I feel low and grumpy (which happens to me after flu). I missed church again this morning but P picked me up for the after-church lunch and I felt spaced-out and not really like talking to anyone and wasn't hungry anyway. It was nice to get out though.

So that has been what the last week or so has been like.