I was supposed to spend the weekend getting my childrens clothing and toys listed for a consignment sale, but then that whole Swine Flu thing got in the way. The girls seem to be doing okay. Me, on the other hand, not so much. My fever is back. In fact, I can feel it rising as I am typing this. I'm debating on going back to the dreaded health department to see if they are willing to give me a script for the Tamiflu. They told me I wasn't high risk enough last week.
Let's pretend for a second that when I had pneumonia 2 years ago, that it didn't take 3 months to get rid of. Or, let's pretend I didn't get sick at least six times a year while working at the doctor's office. Nope, not high risk. AT ALL! I'm tired. My chest aches. My head throbs. My nose burns. And, I want my mommy.
I guess instead of trying to get some work done this week, I'll be trying not to die. I kid, I kid. Sort of.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go suck on another popsicle to try to keep this fever from rising.