It is a sunny Monday and I am not sick. Knock on wood. Yesterday I wasn’t sure if I would be sending F to the hospital, but she is getting better.
She still has to stay in one room and we are lysoling everything until she is finished taking the tami.flu pills and should no longer be contagious. She doesn’t actually move anyway, so that is easy. I managed to get two sick days off work so I can basically nap and take care of junior, me and her.
My heart has stopped pounding in fear that I will get sick and she will be in the hospital. It is a surreal experience having her so sick and taking care of her while wondering how junior and I will make it through if I get sick. The past few days are so similiar to when I did the IVF transfer and she got really sick. I was on bed rest and she was in a separate room with the flu. I was so scared of getting sick and having the cycle be a bust.
F has promised me to get the flu shot for the next three years. She got the flu before the shot was available this year, but her immune system basically thinks it’s party time every time a bug comes around and joins right in instead of fighting them off.