I think it's time for another tune from Hillbilly Mom's new garage band, 'Mommy's Got A Headache'. How about the old Johnny Rivers classic, Rockin' Pneumonia and the Boogie Woogie Flu? Because I swear, if I hadn't gotten a flu shot back on November 5, I would think I had the flu. Not the lay-down-and-die flu. I had that years ago. I use it as a benchmark for all my respiratory illnesses. This is a way milder case.
The Hillbilly boys have been carrying home viruses from school. #1 has had a bad, bad cough that started with chills and a headache. He's getting over everything but the cough. The Pony had a dry cough for a couple of weeks, and was complaining that his throat had started hurting. HH took him to the nurse practitioner on Monday, because you can never get in to see a real doctor unless you've made an appointment months ahead of time when you aren't really sick. She said his lymph glands were swollen, and gave him an antibiotic and some cough medicine because she said he looked kind of streppy, but she didn't think he had strep. Go figure. I guess those nurse practitioners haven't heard of a rapid strep test, or it's against the office policy, because I know it's not a matter of insurance. I don't mean to hammer on the nurse practitioner, because I've had many a good one who paid more attention to my symptoms than the doctor, and they DID see The Pony on the same day we called. I'm just wondering about the overuse of antibiotics. Anyhoo, The Pony really got sick the day after his appointment, which must have been something brewing all along, because he ran a fever overnight, and looked sick as a dog the next morning, but wanted to go to school because they were having a scavenger hunt. I did what any good mom would do, and sent him off to infect the entire school district. His fever was coming and going, which is what a good fever does to fight off infection. And I figured if he really had strep, the doctor--er, nurse practitioner--would have given him a note to stay out of school for 24 hours after the start of antibiotics. That's what they did when he had it a couple years ago.
Now The Pony is on the mend, having a rapid recovery, and I have just come down with some sort of unwelcome illness. Mine started with the aching of all body parts on Wednesday/Thursday, and chills Thursday morning. The kind of chill that does not abate even under the covers, with said covers pulled up over your head. Oh, and there was also a dry cough, a slight bit of nausea, and today I have a headache, and, well, it's not your typical head cold, what with no nasal involvement as yet. So I'm hoping for a rapid recovery myself, hoping it was the strain of flu I got a shot for, and I'm just having a mild case. I suppose that's wishful thinking.
I'll be sure to update you as my illness develops. That's not a threat, it's a promise.
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2 comments:
I hope you feel better. It's no fun to get sick when you're off work. So far we've been able to dodge illness this year, but I'm sure that'll change as soon as I start venturing out into the world again.
Miss Ann,
At least you still have a while to lay around eating bon bons and napping at will.
I can usually get through the whole first semester without a sickness. I blame my kids for dragging home viruses like they drag home abandoned kittens from the mailbox road. Then HH catches them, and shoots them out his breather at night, where they insidiously lodge themselves down in my lungs while I sleep.
It's a conspiracy, by cracky! A conspiracy to keep Hillbilly Mom down.
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