I knew I should have gotten my flu shot this year.. but I have a huge phobia of needles and refused to get it.
It started Friday night with a headache, I just went to bed early. Saturday was an adoption day at the rescue and I was planning on being there all day. I made it from about 8:30-11 before I called my mum to see if she could come get me.
I stayed in bed all day Saturday and felt a bit better by Sunday morning. Other than the fact that I was coughing my lungs up.
I went to the rescue that morning to help with the clean, and only one other lady showed up so it took us 5 hours. By the time I had to walk home U had a migrane and my throat felt like someone took a knife to it from coughing so much.
By Sunday night at about 7pm or so I was curled up on the couch with Mia under a warm blanket. I had complained that I was freezing, so my sister brought me the thermometer to take my temp. it was 104.
an hour or two later it went up to 105.5, and thats when I was forced to take a short walk down the street to see if the cold would bring it down.
it didm but by the time I went to bed and wrapped back up again, it went back to 104.
this morning I felt even worse, and was debating going into the ER to see if they could give me something. But after a couple hours sleep and a few Advil Cold and Sinus, I feel a bit better. I haven't eaten since Saturday at dinner.. but I don't feel hungry, and I'm afraid if I eat that I'll throw up, even though I only felt nauseous on Saturday.
But my temp has gone down to 101.5 and I feel a whole lot better than I have the past few days.
Didn't even go to the rescue this morning, that doesn't happen often.
So next year, I think i'll get my flu shot, regardless of my phobia.
It started Friday night with a headache, I just went to bed early. Saturday was an adoption day at the rescue and I was planning on being there all day. I made it from about 8:30-11 before I called my mum to see if she could come get me.
I stayed in bed all day Saturday and felt a bit better by Sunday morning. Other than the fact that I was coughing my lungs up.
I went to the rescue that morning to help with the clean, and only one other lady showed up so it took us 5 hours. By the time I had to walk home U had a migrane and my throat felt like someone took a knife to it from coughing so much.
By Sunday night at about 7pm or so I was curled up on the couch with Mia under a warm blanket. I had complained that I was freezing, so my sister brought me the thermometer to take my temp. it was 104.
an hour or two later it went up to 105.5, and thats when I was forced to take a short walk down the street to see if the cold would bring it down.
it didm but by the time I went to bed and wrapped back up again, it went back to 104.
this morning I felt even worse, and was debating going into the ER to see if they could give me something. But after a couple hours sleep and a few Advil Cold and Sinus, I feel a bit better. I haven't eaten since Saturday at dinner.. but I don't feel hungry, and I'm afraid if I eat that I'll throw up, even though I only felt nauseous on Saturday.
But my temp has gone down to 101.5 and I feel a whole lot better than I have the past few days.
Didn't even go to the rescue this morning, that doesn't happen often.
So next year, I think i'll get my flu shot, regardless of my phobia.
