From October 1, 2022: The last few days have sucked: I’ve come down with some kinda flu. My main symptoms have included a sore throat, hacking, becoming stuffed up, congested, and really fatigued. Just no energy. At times, ready to pass out, and how could I forget the headaches. Not fun. On Friday, I ran a fever of about 102-103 for most of the day but on Saturday it’s been more of a slight nuisance, hovering around 100. Finally, I’ve had horrible stomach cramps - not able to hold food down, finding it escaping in two different ways when one’s under the weather. And to top it off, my Mums now sick with all the wonderful things I’ve had.
I still had some Covid tests from earlier in the year and took one on Friday and again this morning and it’s not that. A friend has been in and out of the hospital and I did take her there and picked her up last week… but I didn’t wait with her so I don’t know if what I have is because of that. We have some of the same symptoms but not exactly the same. And she seems to be doing a lot better today. I even warned her I was feeling bleh last week and did take her a few things I had gotten myself, including: @jamiesoncanada chewable vitamin c, echinacea, zinc, and @coldfx. I also had some @tylenolcanada @tylenol total cold and flu pills I’ve taking. Lots of water, tea oh and nighttime @neocitrancanada which feels so good on the throat. @LiptonChickenNoodleSoup has also become a staple, although I should try and go get stuff to make my own chicken soup stock from scratch.
I was hoping this would be a weekend of catch-up but it’s another weekend of loss. I wake up to drenched PJs and bedsheets. I’m at my Mum’s so her washing machine has been on overtime cleaning sheets and towels. No yard work done again. No garage cleaning. No homework. No housework. My anxiety is through the roof. As I write this on Sunday afternoon, I feel a bit better… the fever is gone but my throat is still sore, and my stomach still cranky. One bonus is I’ve shed a few pounds, down to 222.8 pounds, after hitting a high of 233 in early September. I should’ve gone to the hospital to maybe try and get some record of this. But I didn’t.
Bleh.
274/365.