Thursday, February 14, 2013
Today is my first day out of bed since I went to bed on Friday. Properly out of bed. Last night I got up for an hour and sat in my big chair under the duvet while Kenn sorted out the bed. Tuesday I had a couple of hours in my chair and Sunday too. Monday, like a pratt, I went to work as I thought that after all Saturday and Sunday in bed that I would be fine. I handstripped 2 Schnauzers somehow then Kenn took me to see our doctor who diagnosed Flu and Tonsilitis. Joy and rapture, apart from being in the living room I have not seen much daylight since.
I have never had the flu before and how people reckon that they go to work and 'battle through it' is beyond me, they are either lying or a bloody sight tougher that I am. I am feeling very fragile but have made it to the living room and on my lappy under the duvet I am comfy while Kenn is snoring his head off in the bed room. I am not sure that I am going dog walking tomorrow but praying that I will be ok for grooming on Saturday. Just one easy peasy (kind of) dog. I am not about to rush back though as I really feel very wobbly. I have had 6 days of being convinced that I am dying and have no idea how long flu lasts, but 6 days is surely enough.
No exercise either for 6 days but right now, I don't care. I am back off to the land of nod.