Hannah went back to school this week, after having a three week between terms break. I don’t go back to university until next week. Needless to say, I was looking forward to using my kid and uni free time to get lots of stuff done. Like cleaning the bomb that is Aaron’s and my room. I clean the rest of the house every week, but the bedroom doesn’t get that luxury. The kids are bored by the time I finish the rest of the cleaning, so I just vacuum around the mess and that’s it. Aaron and I are not the cleanest people either. We both have a tendency to leave clothes around, and put stuff on the dresser with intentions to put it away later, only later never comes.
I was also supposed to go to a Sustainable Agriculture and Food Security student get together on Sunday where we were all going to plant a bunch of native trees at the university’s river site. I was really looking forward to it since I don’t really know anyone that well since I’m mostly an external student. I haven’t even met a lot of the other people in my course. There aren’t many of us, about 20-25 in total including first year and second year students.
But I’m sick. I’ve been coughing for over a week now, but for the first 6 or so days, it was just that, a cough. It sounded horrible, but I felt fine and went about my usual business, even running faster at the gym than I have in a long time. Hannah has a cough too, and since I’m paranoid every time she has a cough, due to the time she had pneumonia, I called the home doctor service on Sunday. My cough had turned into a deep, phlegmy type of cough that was getting harder and harder to break up, and leaving me short of breath when I did cough, so I had the doctor take a look at me too. I love that there is a home doctor service for weekends and night time.
Turns out Hannah’s cough was just a normal she has a cold type cough, nothing to worry about unless she develops a fever, but mine is bronchitis. By Sunday night, I had pretty much no energy, but didn’t feel too horrid.
Monday morning I took the kids to school and daycare and sat around all day trying to get better.
Tuesday morning I felt horrible. In order to get the kids to school and daycare, I took two panadol. Hannah said she wasn’t feeling well and stayed home too. I’m still not too sure if she actually felt sick, but I gave her the benefit of the doubt. I felt so bad yesterday afternoon that Aaron had to pick Daniel up when he got home from work.
And drop Hannah off this morning. Oh, and now Aaron is sick too. He describes the feeling very well: it’s like being blind drunk and you just have to lay down or you will fall over or pass out. That is how we are both feeling right now. Fevers, dizzy, aches, the whole thing. His is a throat infection, that he finally found out about because I convinced him to go to the doctor after he dropped Hannah off this morning. Lucky for us, no kids need to be dropped off anywhere tomorrow because I’m not sure that either one of us would be up for driving.
I hate being sick, I feel so useless.
I really feel for those who are chronically ill. They are some tough cookies.
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