Got home from my haircut and shopping day yesterday with my mom and was feeling a little under the weather. I had a sinus infection last week that I thought was bad, got some antibiotics for that which I hadn’t done in years and now sort of regret because the first antibiotic made me really sick. The second prescription made me feel like a new woman, but now, a few days later, I feel like death.
We were at Sam’s Club yesterday and accidentally walked into their “taste of the holidays” or whatever it was called. Ran into my friend Amanda right as we were about to leave and I think I was already feverish because it took me a minute to understand why she was wearing a heavy peacoat in the middle of the Sam’s Club when it was 70 degrees outside. Then I realized she was trying it on.
Mom paid for the paper shredder she had picked up in there and we high-tailed it home. After she left around 3:30 I went to take a nap. Which lasted until 6pm. Kevin went to pick up some dinner and I ate it even though I wasn’t the slightest bit hungry. Weird for me because I am generally a bottomless pit and am always hungry in the evening.
I watched the beginning of the disastrous OU vs. Baylor game and took some Nyquil around 7:30 before heading to bed. My falling asleep TV selection was “Ayn Rand in Her Own Words.” Interesting material to fall asleep to. I’ve always enjoyed her writings and while I don’t agree with her on a lot of things, there’s some I do and I found it compelling to watch. Not compelling enough to keep me from a Nyquil coma though.
Woke up a 3:30 with chattering teeth and asked Kevin to turn the heat on. When even the heat wouldn’t help, I knew it was my fever spiking and I checked it. 101. Meh. Got up and made myself some Theraflu which I was able to keep down for a total of 30 minutes. Every muscle in my body was screaming. I did the zombie walk between my recliner and bed a few times before finally passing out on the bed, generating enough heat to melt a small glacier.
When Kevin woke up I said, “Even my scalp hurts.” He’s a pretty good nurse and has been diligent with Icy Hot on my aching back (why is that where the pain is always the worst?). He’s going to make a grocery run for me here in a bit to pick up some flu meds and Epsom salts. A bath is the only thing that sounds good right now.
Praying this is some 24-hour thing that will just pass, but I’m not delusional. Okay, maybe in my fever induced stupor I am.
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Pinterest is good even for the flu. I found a number of home remedies on there and came up with my own “Please let it not be the flu” Brew. Tweak it for your own needs.
1 large mug
1 tsp orange drink mix
1/2 tsp lemon juice
1/8 tsp cinnamon
a few cloves
a pinch of ginger
Mix dry ingredients and then add lemon juice. Add hot water (I just stuck mine underneath the Keurig). A little local honey would be a nice addition as well. Enjoy
Oklahoma girl through-and-through. Writer, aspiring domestic goddess and totalitarian dictator. Taking on the world one carb-induced coma at a time. Founder of GodlyGals, a ministry for women established in 2002. Co-host of Picture Shows & Petticoats. 
