in Him we live and move and exist…
The flu is really an amazing disease. Not only does it confine you to your bed for a full 10 days, but it has such an abundance of symptoms that I have kept wondering Am I sick with something else? The answer remains No, despite the fact that since getting the flu, I have experienced:
- Sore throat
- Agonizing back-of-the-head headache
- Full body aching
- Fever of up to 103.8°F
- Eyes hurting/feeling dry
- Increasingly — impressively— runny nose
- Side-of-the-head headache that felt like spikes driving into my temple
- Teeth hurting
- Inner ears hurting
- Face/front-of-the-head headache
- Nausea (from my head, not my stomach, if you can imagine that)
- Bloodshot, itchy eye (like the start of pink eye)
- Clogged ears
- General headache
- Utter exhaustion for a full 10 days
- Disinclination for food
I list these in no particular order, although two solid days Tylenol quickly ended the fever, which never returned. By impressively runny nose, I mean that I used up three full, new boxes of Kleenex, plus one half-full box, not counting the nose blowing I did into wash cloths and toilet paper (Ian had to make an emergency run to obtain more Kleenex the other day; I have made good headway into two of the four boxes he brought home). In four or so days I consumed 2 1/2 cups of lemon juice and almost 32 oz of honey. I listened to all of Lord of the Rings on tape (MP3, really), all of Ian’s Sam Spade episodes, and a good number of episodes of The Shadow. I watched five movies and read two or three books (with a headache and sore eyes, I mostly spent my time propped up in bed, eyes closed, listening to Ian’s iPod).
I am still sick 12 days after feeling my first symptom (sore throat). However, this feels like the middle of a nasty cold, rather than the hit-by-a-train flu feeling. Comparatively, I feel almost perky for the first time — not near my usual energy level, but closer than I ever got for the last almost two weeks. I hope that continued heavy use of various decongestant methods combined with consistent fluid consumption and more rest will see me healthy enough to go to work on Monday.
I had a dream last night about riding my bike. I hope, but do not expect, to resume riding very soon. This is the longest time I have spent off-bike (for excellent reason, mind!) in months, perhaps in over a year. It will hurt starting again, but I now feel well enough that just the thought of riding a bike doesn’t leave me exhausted. I look forward to moving again, even in the freezing cold.
Let me say this in conclusion: I will never, ever mistake the flu for a cold again.