But while we were at the show, and as we were leaving, I started to get really achy and tired and cold. I knew I was getting sick :( Alberta's had a bad strong of the flu this year, and I really thought I was going to escape it. Most every year I get a but if a cold and strep throat at worst, but it got me bad this year.
Saturday I was home all day in bed, and Sunday I went to the clinic. Eric had to teach in nursery, but his brother was kind enough to take me down and wait 2 hours with me until Eric got there. What a good brother. As soon as Eric got there I got in to see the doctor. She told me it was definitely the flu, and that I should stay home from work and be in bed only until at least Wednesday.
It was a strange flu. Every night I was sick I had a small trick played on me. In the middle of the night my fever would break, and I would wake up in literally a pool of sweat - we'd have to change the sheets every night, sometimes twice a night. But then as soon as it broke, my fever just climbed right back up again every time. It was the worst I've felt in a long time (years). I never threw up once though - just fevers, aches and pains.I tried to get back to work on Thursday, but only made it through half a day. Then I stayed home again on Friday.
Not only was being sick hard on me physically, but it was hard on Eric and I together as well. I felt like a complete invalid and was really guilt sending him to clean on his own a couple of times. Guilt does horrible things for our relationship, and I could not shake that feeling. I thin he probably felt it a bit too - in some ways I'm sure he wanted me to be able to care for myself, but he was very kind and supportive the whole time.
We made it through, but it was rough. I never want to be stuck in bed like that again.
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