So Tuesday evening I started getting a little sniffly and sneezy. (No, not the dwarves.) By the time I woke up on Wednesday, I was full on sick with a nasty sore throat, cough, and sinus grossness. The good news is, I work from home so I didn’t really have to worry about getting anybody sick, except Brandon. The bad news is, I really had to work despite wanting to lay around and watch bad TV and chick-flicks all day.
So far Brandon seems to be avoiding my illness; we’re pretty careful though, to not share food or even very many kisses. I feel a little better as each day wears on, but in the mornings it’s still pretty much some mutation of death. According to WebMD, I’ve got a pretty standard cold, so hopefully I’ll feel better here in a few days.
The hardest thing, of course, is being pregnant. I’m usually pretty tough about a little sickness like this & can medicate my way through. Obviously, now that’s not really an option. Even with the medicines I know I can take, I’ve been trying to really limit myself to just taking them before bed so I (and Brandon) can get a good night’s sleep. I’ve been trying not to worry about how the baby is doing with all of this sickness and treatment, but I’ll be glad to hear it for sure at my next checkup.
Honestly this little bout of sick couldn’t have come at a more frustrating time. We have just one more week until Brandon’s new insurance kicks in, and then we won’t have to worry about paying astronomical COBRA fees, or out of pocket medical costs. I’m just thankful it doesn’t seem to be anything serious and I’ve been able to take pretty good care of myself.
That’s all the lame activity that’s going on around here. Hopefully next time I’ll have more exciting news to share.