Given all the get-well emails and messages you guys have sent me since I told you I had the flu, I thought I’d give you an update on how I’m doing.
Thanks, by the way. I am so grateful for your prayers and good wishes. Some of you even made donations to PatriotRetort.com — which is better than flowers or a mylar balloon (but mostly because those balloons scare the crap out of my dog).
Any old how.
After a miserable beginning of the week, I appeared to get the upper hand on Thursday. My temperature dropped below 99 for the first time in days. Ordinarily, I run between 97.4 and 97.8, so even having a temperature of 99.8 makes me miserable and cranky as hell. So when it dropped to 98.8 Thursday night, I did a happy dance.
By Friday morning, I was able to stay upright for hours. The splitting headache went away for a while. And I even had enough energy to vacuum my office.
But then Friday night the Flu rallied back. It slammed into me while I was sleeping, the sneaky SOB. I woke up at three in the morning soaked in sweat and so weak I couldn’t even get out of bed to change into dry clothes.
Man alive. This flu is making me long for a good old Lupus flare.
Today I feel as bad as I did on Monday. I’m leaning like Pisa again. Plus my glands are swollen, my throat is sore, and breathing is so damn labored I can’t lie flat.
Now I know I’ve never had the flu before because this kind of battle I’d remember.
For some reason I’ve been craving Doritos. Is that typical with the flu? Because I don’t eat Doritos normally. I don’t eat any kind of chips as a general rule. So where this Doritos craving is coming from is anybody’s guess.
To make matters worse, like an idiot, I completely forgot my rheumatologist’s instructions to stop taking my immunosuppressant if ever I get sick. So for the last three weeks that I’ve been battling the flu, I continued taking the medication that makes it harder for my body to fight back.
Sometimes my own absent-minded stupidity shocks me.
Hopefully curtailing the use of my immunosuppressant will give me the upper hand because getting beaten up by the flu for three solid weeks has turned me into a bitch on wheels.
On the plus side, because of the immunosuppressant, I’ve been practicing “Social Distancing” and obsessive hand-washing for two years. So I feel a little bit ahead of the curve.
If the fever spikes, as much as I hate going, I think I better suck it up and call my doctor.
So here’s hoping the fever doesn’t spike. Because I hate, hate, hate going to the doctor.
In the meantime, I am going to lie down on the couch, prop myself up with three bedroom pillows, wrap myself in a blanket and binge-watch episodes of “The Closer.”
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