Are you STILL sick?

Granted, the amount of support and help you get from family members while sick, depends on the people involved. But in my experience, the longer you are sick the more likely the support, help, and understanding will begin to disintegrate.

As of today, I've had a cold or the flu -- something -- for a full two weeks. The first week there was not a doubt at all I was sick. I couldn't move my head for fear of getting dizzy and falling down. I ran a fever; jumping from chills to hot sweats. I was horse from my sore throat. It was bad. And while I was not overwhelmed with concern and help, I was at least giving the impression that everyone believed I was sick.

This week, not so much.

This week has been more sporadic. I usually wake up sick and feel bad for a few hours, until my medicine kicks in. Then I'm okay for 3-4 hours before I need to lay down for the next hour or two and re coop. Then starting about 7 at night I start going down hill again; constant coughing, aching muscles, sore throat. I just want to take a hot shower and crawl into bed. But I can't, because laying down aggravates my cough.

But while I feel better for hours during the day, it is not "normal" better. I am usually exhausted from a lack of sleep. I think I took about 20 cat naps today; but then I only slept about 2 hours last night. And my throat hurts all day, on medicine or not. My ears are still filled with liquid and prone to aching. And I can't really "do" anything without breaking out in a sweat and feeling bad again almost instantly.

Don't take me wrong. I'm not whining because I'm not being taken care of; not that I'd mind a little of that. I'm freaking tired of being sick. I'm also tired of feeling like because I managed to open a can of soap for Will and I for lunch, and have take a shower without falling down, that I should have scrubbed the floor or cleaned the kitchen.

This is the first cold that I can remember ever taking me this long to get over; and maybe that is the issue more than anything else. I'm in the worse physical health of my life and I've over 40. It's going to take me longer to kick the little bastards.

So be forewarned, if one more person asks, "Are you still sick?" I may just throw up all over them.