It’s Just The Flu…SHOOT.ME.NOW!

This week has been rough.  Seriously, death’s door never looked so good!  I was super busy but somehow the flu decided to step in and guide my way.  
Not cool!  B’s been out of town so I’m flying solo with the babies (well not really, I have “another” that I’m cleaning up after as well).  This was NOT the time for sickness to strike!  Go away death…you are not welcome here! 
With this said, if you don’t like cussing, please exit now because the bombs are about to drop…it’s been that bad of a week!  Seriously, hit that little X button on the right hand side of your screen if you can’t take the profanity.  I’ll wait!
Oh good, you’re still here!  So this is how the week played out.  I had A LOT going on!  I’ve taken on a new gig that requires me to learn and pay attention.  I have another gig where I am leading others (funny to think that anyone would actually allow me to lead others…I know…let’s don’t tell them how funny that is).  I have this little bloggy thing, and I have my kids.  Factor in cleaning, cooking, long-distance relationship, finances, bills to pay, appointments to make, etc.  You get the picture!  Hectic!
But such is life and I can handle whatever it has to deal me.  Bring it…I’ve got this (or so I thought).  I got thrown a curve ball this week and I’m not sure if I passed or failed.  When the fever breaks, I’ll let you know!
Here’s how it played out.  Sunday, we drove B back to the way other side of Houston to stay out of town, away from us, for a whole nother week.  Not good.  I cried driving the 2 hours home in the dark with my babies.  I came home to the chaos that is now my “home”.  Not good right now!  Bubby seemed a little under the weather and I wasn’t surprised since “he” had brought the germs into our house over a week ago.  
Antibiotic that I had on hand for Bubby and some Tylenol…life would be perfect in the morning.  Not so much!  I woke up not feeling so well.  I didn’t feel bad, I didn’t feel horrible.  But I didn’t feel good.  Something was amiss.  I went along about my daily chores.  I’ve got this!
By the afternoon, I started to doubt my “got this” theory.  I was not feeling well at all!  I didn’t want to die (yet) but I was not feeling “well” in the least.  Still all good.  So I plugged away at my chores and knew that everything would be fine!
Tuesday morning, 12:00 AM, why am I so cold?  This can’t be good.  Goody Powders fix everything.  Take one, back to bed.  Tuesday morning 3:00 AM…what the hell?  Why am I sweating, I never sweat?  I feel not so good (bad) now.  It’s been 3 hours, another Goody Powder could be in order.  A good night’s sleep would cure all!  
Not so much!  I went through the day Tuesday in somewhat of a fog.  I was able to maintain my work schedule, feed the kids, and even get some laundry done.  Yup, this will all be over with soon.  These things only last 24-48 hours and I was on the home stretch.  
By Tuesday afternoon, I was feeling shitty at best.  But this was the last day (48 hours and all) so I would make it through with Lysol and a little prayer.  Good intentions, but that didn’t pan out!
Wednesday morning (day 3) new problems presented themselves.  Not only was my fever hovering at a cool 102, but now I suddenly had a new sensation.  Not just the chills, the aches, the (OMG) pain of it all.  We had moved on to another level of SHOOT.ME.NOW!  This is when I decided that this wasn’t just a cold.  This wasn’t just your run of the mill flu.  No, this was the swine or bird variety that made me holler SHOOT.ME.NOW at hourly intervals.  Yup…the next step!  
This was the kicker.  Suddenly I had the urge to shit my pants like a wild bear at any given second.  Are you flippin serious?  As if the sniffles, the cough (apparently you CAN live on one lung since I’d already coughed one up), the fever (even 101 would be desirable at this point), the aches, the sweating, the chills, and the pain weren’t enough, YOU just had to throw in the uncontrollable shits?  Yes, this is beautiful.  Thank you, thank you very much!
But the end was nearing right?  I’d been through 3 days of this.  It had to stop.  It just had to!  So I went to bed pumped with Amodium and Flu meds.  I had this licked!  I would wake in the morning feeling refreshed and alive again.  
NOPE…Thursday was the!  SHOOT.ME.NOW!  Seriously, fever was hovering close to 103.  Shit was flowing and I was cleaning bathrooms for everyone else and still doing laundry, cooking-ish for the kids, and working.  That’s how I roll.  Then at about 4:00 pm, I did the unthinkable.  This is something I had not done since I was about 19.  I was sitting at the computer, I was dealing with the kids, and the other craziness, and my head was bobbing.  I was about to pass out!  Oh no…this can’t be good!
I shut everything down.  I turned off my phone.  I abandoned my life!  I truly did the unthinkable.  With my already frozen body clad in sweat pants and a sweatshirt, I took my failing body to my room, put on a coat, heavy socks, gloves, and a hood and I crawled under the covers.  In the middle of the day!  Without my computer.  Without my phone!  And as I laid there FREEZING and SWEATING, I prayed for someone to SHOOT.ME.NOW!  Yes, it was that bad!
I only laid there for an hour.  Bubby woke from his nap and Bug had had enough quiet time.  And I only got up to shit my pants once in that entire hour!  But the babies needed me and there was no one else to count on.  I got up, fixed their dinner (ish) and went on about my evening since there was work to be done!
At about 11 pm, I got to go to bed.  I didn’t sleep well.  I woke up at 5 am (with lots of in between wake ups…you know…the chills, the sweats, the avoid shitting in my pants kind of wake ups).  I didn’t feel “well” but I didn’t feel bad.  Not SHOOT.ME.NOW bad anyway.  Friday and Saturday were about the same.  It’s gotten a little better day by day and I actually got brave enough to eat on Saturday.  I might finally be back on the mend (gosh I hope so but I’m still so stinkin weak).  
So here I sit, sharing this with you tonight, hoping that all is well.  When they say that which does not kill you makes you stronger, they lied.  I don’t feel a bit stronger at all!  I feel beaten, battered, and bruised.  I’m five pounds lighter (which is not a plus for someone that only weighed 95 lbs to start with), I’m weak as crap, and I’m beaten down.
But hey…the kids were fed this week, the apartment stayed clean(ish), and all my business got accomplished.  I guess it could be worse.  
But seriously, if this thing EVER hits me again, promise me, you’ll SHOOT.ME.NOW!  It’s not just the flu, it’s a death sentence while you’re going through it.  As of this moment, I’m glad no one shot me, BUT I would have been appreciative if it had happened a day or so ago!
Stay well, be happy, always sparkle, and avoid the swine thing at all costs!
About Christy

Christy Gossett, managing editor of SoFabFood and creator of the healthy living blog, Insanity Is Not An Option, is a WAHM of 6 kids ranging in age from 27 to 8. She enjoys sharing her heart-healthy, low sodium recipes to help others with dietary restrictions enjoy a flavorful life while maintaining a healthy diet.

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  1. Adhoffmaster says:

    I had the flu a couple of years ago. I called the advice nurse when the fever hit 103 and was told if it didn’t break in a week to call back. Or if I was puking so hard I felt lightheaded and thought i would pass out. Gotta love that advice nurse. I still would rather get the flu than get the vaccine. Hope you recover swiftly! I am on round 2 of antibiotics for a sinus infection. I feel for you with the coughing up a lung thing.

  2. Lisa Harris says:

    A couple of years ago, when swine flu first hit, my son and I had it at the same time. So, while I had a fever of 103, I was putting my son in the tub to try to cool down his 104 fever. This kind of stuff lasted for about 3 days. Thank goodness for my daughter, who was home and literally stayed up all night long for my son so I could sleep. It was rough and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
    I’m glad you’re feeling better. It’s hell to be sick like that at any time.