Day Nine of My Swine Flu Hell.
I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do tomorrow. I can't really afford to stay away from work any longer, but I have no idea how I could physically get there without fainting (walk the 35min vs wait 20min to stand on a crowded bus then walk 15min?), plus with this death rattle cough, I don't even know how much they want me there. And if I do decide to turn up at hospital again, are they even going to be able to give me anything to help? I finish the extra-long Tamiflu course tomorrow, but I've still got another week of the antibiotics they gave me.
I am very thankful that two friends insisted on coming over yesterday to cook for us. They made: a) veggie lasagna, b) Moroccan chicken, c) veggie pasta bake, and d) garlic chicken soup so that we can portion them off to feed ourselves this week, because I can't stand up long enough to make anything more than a sandwich, and my husband is exhausted after working all day and lacks dinner inspiration. So having them cook was really, really helpful, and as they've cooked in our kitchen before, they just got on with it and even cleaned up after themselves.
I was also really glad to have some social interaction after staring at the bedroom walls for a week with only my husband to occasionally talk to. It's very lonely when no one wants to come near you for fear of getting sick.