Weekend In Bed

Normally one of those is not a bad thing.

I've actually incorporated them into vacations from time to time.

Unfortunately, this weekend past wasn't one of the planned ones.

Early Friday evening I began to feel a bit cool. I thought, "Must be the fact that the ceiling fan is blowing directly on me.".

I turned the fan off and gave it no more thought.

At least not until an hour after we went to bed.

I woke up somewhere around midnight and I was freezing. This, despite the fact that I had a sheet and blanket on top of me. I sat up. The room was sort of turning. I stretched my arms. Every joint in my body felt like it was on fire. I felt the glands in my neck. Both were swollen.

Oh yeah, I was running a blistering fever too.

Not wanting to wake Chris, I quietly grabbed my housepants and a sweatshirt, and went to the living room.

Thus began my two day stay in bed.

Technically, bed and bathroom.

I'll spare you the details of the bathroom other than to say I'm glad we had lots of double rolls of Charmin.

Last night bought some relief. I actually ate some chicken Christine baked up. I know it was seasoned. I could see the herbs and lemon zest. I just couldn't taste it.

I'm not sure about the rest of the world, but when I get the flu or a virus my sleep really gets messed up. I tossed and turned both Friday and Saturday night. Hot one minute, cold the next. The best I could muster was to doze for a few moments every hour. Last night was a bit better, but I still woke up four times. Three of those were so I could take that long walk down the hall.

Did I mention I am a big fan of double rolls of Charmin?

I had hoped get the grass cut over the weekend.

I wanted for Chris and I to get a swim in at the Sportsmens Club.

It would have been a good weekend to grill out in the backyard.

A trip down to Maryland to see my cousin Rick would have been nice.

As it was, this weekend went right down the drain.

This morning, things are a little better. I can sit upright for more than 30 minutes at a time without starting to get dizzy. I had some ginger ale with my plain toast and I could taste the ginger ale.

I'm looking forward to a shower and shave.

Looks like the upswing has begun.

Hope you folks had a better weekend than mine.

Until the next time, all y'all take care of yourselves.

Air Traffic Mike, ret.