What's worse?
What's worse than being pregnant? Having the flu. What's worse than having the flu while pregnant? Having the flu while 35 weeks pregnant and contracting everytime you have a coughing fit.
This has been one of the most miserable weeks of my life. Only once that I can remember was I ever sicker than this, and that time I ended up in the hospital on an IV on New Years Eve, Y2K. Boo hiss.
Ben of course, caught the deadly bug too, but Stephen avoided it somehow. He teetered for a day or so, but managed not to fall deep into the sick infested yuck with the rest of us.
Luckily, since I've already been sick for an entire week, I know I'll be better enough to go to my shower on Sunday. I actually am almost feeling better enough today, but I still don't have ANY voice. I might not have it all the way back by Sunday either. That should make things interesting. We'll see how much sleep I get tonight. So far, the thing that's made this flu different from all the other flus (so asks the wise daughter) is that I've been KILLING myself to stay hydrated. I started counting so that there could be no exageration, I drink about 8 ounces of water every hour, all night long. During the day, it's slightly less, maybe 8 ounces every 90 minutes to two hours. But seriously, do you know how much that is in 24 hours? It's a wonder I don't float away!!!!
But the crazy thing is, I'm not even really forcing it, just paying attention. Every sip tastes so good in my burning throat. And sure I'm peeing every hour as well (great for sleeping, by the way) but I don't feel water-logged or bloated the way you usually do when you try to force way too much water down just to find out what will happen.
I mean, you're supossed to drink 64 ounces a day, regularly! (Know anyone who actually does? I don't.) Add to that, late pregnany (my amniotic fluid completely replaces itself every three hours at this point) AND the flu (got to flush out all those nasty buggies) and I really am using all the water. So though I've been miserable, no lives were ever in danger.
I just wish my throat would stop burning.
This has been one of the most miserable weeks of my life. Only once that I can remember was I ever sicker than this, and that time I ended up in the hospital on an IV on New Years Eve, Y2K. Boo hiss.
Ben of course, caught the deadly bug too, but Stephen avoided it somehow. He teetered for a day or so, but managed not to fall deep into the sick infested yuck with the rest of us.
Luckily, since I've already been sick for an entire week, I know I'll be better enough to go to my shower on Sunday. I actually am almost feeling better enough today, but I still don't have ANY voice. I might not have it all the way back by Sunday either. That should make things interesting. We'll see how much sleep I get tonight. So far, the thing that's made this flu different from all the other flus (so asks the wise daughter) is that I've been KILLING myself to stay hydrated. I started counting so that there could be no exageration, I drink about 8 ounces of water every hour, all night long. During the day, it's slightly less, maybe 8 ounces every 90 minutes to two hours. But seriously, do you know how much that is in 24 hours? It's a wonder I don't float away!!!!
But the crazy thing is, I'm not even really forcing it, just paying attention. Every sip tastes so good in my burning throat. And sure I'm peeing every hour as well (great for sleeping, by the way) but I don't feel water-logged or bloated the way you usually do when you try to force way too much water down just to find out what will happen.
I mean, you're supossed to drink 64 ounces a day, regularly! (Know anyone who actually does? I don't.) Add to that, late pregnany (my amniotic fluid completely replaces itself every three hours at this point) AND the flu (got to flush out all those nasty buggies) and I really am using all the water. So though I've been miserable, no lives were ever in danger.
I just wish my throat would stop burning.