Monday, February 11, 2008

What to do when Momma's got the flu?

I went into work today feeling alright. I had an old shirt on with a new necklace, a sassy skirt, some sassy boots. I looked good. On the inside, my stomach was a bit rumbly, but I blamed it on the chili I made for dinner last night, and the bad night's sleep I got. As the morning wore on, it got worse. My head started to hurt in the front and back. I had a pain in my neck... literally. But I had a huge lunch meeting I had to help out with, so I convinced myself it would pass. Boy was I wrong. The smell of the food we ordered was starting to get to me. I actually had to excuse myself twice. I prayed so hard all day that I wouldn't get sick AT work. I made it through the meeting, then ran for my office and shut the door. I put my head down on the desk, and again prayed that it would just pass. It wasn't passing and with ever tick of the second hand on my watch it was just getting worse. I went into my boss's office and said "I've got to leave. Now. I've almost thrown up twice." He wished me well, and every time I hit a red light I prayed I wouldn't get sick in the car, or get into an accident. I finally made it home. Tore off my really cute outfit, put on sweats, and then laid down on my bed. Whew. Then I tore for the bathroom and got sick.

UGH! I hate being sick. This is the second time in the last three weeks I've gotten sick. Both times have been on Mondays. It's not a pattern. And I'm not pregnant. This seems to be the first question out of anyone's mouth when a 32 year old woman with one child over the age of 2 throws up. "You're not pregnant are you?" Three people have asked me this question today. No, I'm not, and it's none of your business anyway! I'll have baby number two when I'm darned good and ready to! And right now, I'm not ready!!! Okay. That vent is over.

So I rested most of the afternoon. Caught up on my work related emails. Even dealt with a couple of media calls to my cell. Picked Alex up and made him some dinner. Managed to eat some toast and drink a 7-Up. I just wanted to lay on the floor all night. But Alex kept me going. Craig called to check in on me a couple of times (he works night shift on Mondays). I'm glad I haven't gotten sick anymore, but I'm still not 100%. I need to get a good night's sleep tonight, and I hope I feel better tomorrow.

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