A few posts back I gloried in a day of PJ's, with my little ones. It was such a fun day.
Just 2 days later I was in my PJ's again, and it wasn't fun at all.
Sunday while sitting in church the surge of body aches began and didn't stop for 6 days. The aches and pains were accompanied by chills, freezing bone pain, and fevers up too 104. On the 4th day I was so miserable, so off to the doctor I go. The good old doc was sure I had the "flu". I wasn't so convinced.
Have you ever had your brains sucked out, that is what is feels like when you get the snot, boogies, or whatever is loitering in the nasal passages suctioned for "flu", "H1N1", or any other respiratory viruses.
24 hours later, no "flu." Forgot to run the H1N1, so another 24 hours later, no "H1N1" either.
Ah, another visit to the doctor reveals "pneumonia." I knew it wasn't the "flu."
I spent 10 days in PJ's.
I felt like death, looked like death, you' d think that my kids would stay away from me, you'd think!
Such a sweetie! She took such good care of me.
Here she is cheering me up.