This last week has been, well...swiney. On Sunday I came home from church with a fever and body ache's, plus a chest cough. I worked Monday hoping to push through it. I worked Tuesday, figuring I would be over it. By the end of the day Tuesday, I had four students left in my class, all sick with the swine flu. I drove home and crashed - 103.8 degree temperature, body shakes, cloudy mind, coughing, pure nasty. So, Sarah takes me into the doctor.
I told the nurse about my symptoms and situation at school. She casually placed about five Kleenex's in my hand and said, "hold these for a moment". She then proceeded to take this long cotton swab and ram it up my nose. Ram was probably a nice way of saying it. It was more like the nurse power-drilled it into the attic of my nose cavity where the only thing between the swab and my brain must've been a millimeter of space. Before I could react and scream out, she (with surprising quickness and agility) slammed the other swab up the second nostril. I turned into a fountain of mucus and tears. It was pouring out like I had just drunk a bottle of dirty mexican hot sauce. I couldn't see for two minutes and I could've sworn I went cross-eyed for a time, although Sarah assures me that I wasn't. Sure enough, I tested positive for the Swine Flu.
I got a whole bunch of prescriptions, which didn't help out much. The doctor and school said I had to stay home, which was a total bummer because I missed the last three days of school, which are the only real fun days to be at school. Plus, I didn't even get to say good-bye to my students. So, I've been staying clear from the boys and Sarah hoping that they wouldn't get it. Friday came around, and I was feeling better. But just when I admit that aloud, Sarah goes running into the bathroom and begins vomiting. Great. Two down. We just hope now that our little boys don't get hit by the wrath of the swine.
So here we are, day five of being stuck home, sick. Sarah hasn't kept anything down in 30 hours and we are missing a family wedding in Logan that we had planned on for months. I guess some weeks are just like this. Being sick is a great reminder on how great it feels not to be sick. Something, I think, I take for granted.
7 comments:
I'm so sorry! If you guys need anything don't hesitate to call.
wow! that is no good. hope you all get better soon.....how did you catch it, where?
I better not get the Swine crap from reading your blog. Good luck, hope you both feel better soon
Don't lie...you were just looking for away out of work, and swine flu was a trendy excuse. Dawg! Frigon Swine Flu! I enjoyed your post, and had a good laugh! I hope you guys start feeling better soon. Don't go dyin on me. We need to catch up...Oh did you hear we moved to Seatle, it rains a lot here.
oh the dreaded swine flu, how awful! I felt so safe in Santa Barbara because there were no cases anywhere nearby, but now I'm in Utah where it's around. They made Taylor be under quarantine for a week when he first went to China- just until they knew for sure he didn't have it. I hope you are able to get better quickly!
Oh my goodness! I don't know how I missed this. You guys are the first people I've actually known to get it! I really hope you're all better and that it hasn't kept you down for too long. Awful!!
this is taylor. the rumors of my demise in china have been greatly exaggerated. What they thought was swine flu just turned out to be my nasty neck beard.
that said I can't believe you guys have swine flu! I feel like i know a celebrity now! Albeit a celebrity that I'm scared to run into again...
Hope you get better!
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