We took our three year old grandson today for four hours, instead of the usual all day. He got the cough from us but seems to weather it better. He played at a park for several hours, then we took him to lunch, where he spilled water, messed around and didn't eat much. I don't feel well enough to care. I did tell him he was uncooperative, but he certainly wasn't distressed. I don't think he feels well enough either.
I keep hearing from friends who've had this virus, and it lasts weeks and really knocks the stuffing out of you. So it's looks like the end is not in sight. I had less fever last night: 99.3, but taking tylenol upset my stomach and I almost threw up, so I guess tonight, no help for the burning up. It's all in my head now, just stuffed with gunk and impulsively trying to cough it out or blow it out, or vacuum it out, if I had a teeny tiny vacuum. I assume I'm slowly getting better, but impatience is not helping or making it go faster. Ditto the homeopathic meds, or really anything. My husband is good unless he talks or eats. Then he has a coughing fit. I'm trying to discourage him from speaking to me. At all.
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