Elizabeth has been under the weather for the last week or so and I have been doing my best to keep her in good shape. She is doing better, but appently her bugs decided I looked like a likely target. They ran over me like a freight train.
And people who know me know it takes a lot to put me down. Saturday night after dinner I started feelingf reallb bad. All mmy muscles ached, and I couldn’t sleep. That is the worst of it. I barely slept at all last night, just a series of snoozes in between wakefulness.
At one point I went to the kitchen to get some orange juice. Moving was a big production at that time. As I am pouring the juice into the cup I start getting dizzy, and I end up sitting down on tfe floor. Much to my amazement I can watch the sweat beading up out of my skin. This is unusual to say the least, and if I hadn’t thought I was going to pass out could have been a very interesting event to witness.
I had it back to the bedroom very slowly and collapsed. Many more hours of fitful sleep followed. I woke up at 6 this morning giving up on the sleeping (or not sleeping more accurately). Every time I would get out of bed, the world would start spinning and I would end up thinking I was going to loose whatever was in my stomach. Thankfully I have avoided that.
We have spent basically the whole day in bed. I think this is maybe the 5th time I have gotten up. But I am starting to feel better partly thanks to the wonders of ginger ale.
Maybe this sickness will leave as fast as it came. I hope.