Flu...New Year's style

I was sure that Boy Oneder's three day fever and mild illness at the beginning of December would be our only sickness of fall/winter, 2011. And it OH so nearly was. But....

Hubster and I headed out onNew Year's Eve to pick up Japanese food to bring home to the kids. All was well until about half an hour after dinner. When I say "suddenly", I truly mean like within minutes...Suddenly, I felt like I had been hit by a Mack truck. My head started to pound, my stomach started to hurt and I felt so weak. I had complained earlier in the day to Hubster about a backache. In the middle of my back, on both sides, it really ached. But I figured I had slept funny or something.

I took my temperature once I started feeling so badly and it was surprisingly normal. I really felt that foggy feeling that only a fever brings. I suddenly (there's that word again) felt freezing and while Hubster played cards with the boys, I laid on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, shivering. I wanted nothing more than to just go to bed, but it was only 6:30 on New Year's Eve...how could I be a party pooper for my boys??? Ugh...

So, because I am an excellent mother, ;) I stayed and suffered on the couch all night, all the while, fighting heartburn, terrible stomach and head aches and muscle pain in places I didn't even know I had them!

By the grace of God, midnight FINALLY arrived and Hubster popped the bottle of sparkling wine. He poured a sip in each of our glasses and we toasted 2012. I immediately headed to bed. I tucked the boys in and literally fell into my bed.

I tossed and turned all night and woke up in the morning feeling like I had run a marathon. The aches and pains through my back, legs, arms, neck....were almost unbearable. I did a load of laundry and tried to get some tidying done, but the fatigue stopped me. I took a shower and laid on the couch until it was time to head to Mom's for dinner.

Mommy said she would take care of me when I got there and she did. She made an awesome roast dinner (funnily enough, I have a huge appetite through this whole illness). Hubster was amazing and kept the boys occupied in the basement while I dozed on Mom's couch. My eyes were on fire and I felt worse than ever. By now, I *knew* I was fevered. Mom's thermometer was clearly not working when it read 96.3. Sigh.

We headed home at about 9:00 and as soon as I got home, I checked my temp...100.9. Not high, but there. I took Advil and made a cup of green tea and headed to bed. I was up most of the night, first freezing, then burning up. My fever fluctuated between 100 and 101 all night. This morning, I was still fevered, still achy and still so tired I couldn't lift my head off the pillow. My amazing Hubster took care of the boys all day and I haven't had to get up at all, except to use the washroom or get something to eat. My fever steadily rose throughout the day and at 5:45, it was 101 again, so I took a dose of Advil. I am feeling a bit better now that the Advil has kicked in, but just walking down the stairs to get a glass of water knocks me out!

I'm praying that I am on the mend now and that the worst is over. The only other time I remember feeling this bad was when I had mastitis!!!