I got the flu in January.
I thought it was a chest cold. Dave got it first- it started with a bad cough. Then chills and fevers, etc. But always the cough.
I wasn’t too worried about it because I got a flu shot. And when I get the flu shot, it comes with a seat on a high horse. And I *thought* that the flu can’t touch you if you’re on your high horse.
Reader: I was wrong. The flu pulled my ass off my high horse.
It has been a minute since I had the flu… and I don’t recomend it. When it was clear that Dave had it, I sprinted Nico to get his flu shot thinking that it was only a matter of time before Nico came down with it. I know that I am kind of a bad mom because I didn’t get him the shot earlier… but I tried to. Its just my life…
Guess who hasn’t had the flu? Nico.
In any case, it was pretty bad. I was sick of MLK day and the Tuesday and Wednesday after. So sick I didn’t play soccer. Do you know how sick that is?
Never have I been so grateful to have sick days. I rotated between 30 min long showers, sleeping, and coughing.
Also, I am convinced I had coronavirus. But all the nurses I know said I didn’t.