But by Sunday, he was much better. Just a cold, I think, that really started the beginning of last week when I think about it.
So was I surprised that last night I had that “scratchy feeling” in my throat? Not really.
And was I surprised that I woke up at 1am with a raging sore throat? Nah.
And this morning, when I puked in the shower? damn, now that’s just not right.
Yes, meet Shelli. Perpetual sickie. Unable to go 4 weeks without an illness. Able to contract anyone’s germs in a single breath.
The thing that is bizarre is I’m very much a clean freak. I wash my hands in scalding hot water many times daily. Lysol is my friend on all kitchen and bath surfaces. I just seem to be in an illness rut.
Complicating factors other than my son’s germ infested school?
I had my flu shot on Saturday. A girl with history of flu in the winter AND summer can never be too careful. Do I think that opened my body to killer white cells on the attack? Honestly, I don’t think it’s likely. I’ve been getting flu shots for the last 10-12 years with no ill effect.
But I am, sick.
Tortured by late/middle-of-the-night TV in my recliner. Enduring reruns of Designing Women, Lifetime Television, and bad infomericals. Just me and the cat, awake at 3am popping 4 Advils at a time (me, not the cat).
And, I haven’t told you about my blood draws. Truth is, I am still in hCG hell. Last weeks went up 1 point (RE calls it ‘the same’). I had another one this morning. I am preparing myself for bad news because, really, is there ever any good news for me?