After nearly a week of fighting the good fight, I believe that my immune system has started its slow capitulation to the inevitable.
G has been sick with a miserable cold since last weekend. I haven’t seen him this sick in years. I’ve been doing what I can for him, while at the same time trying to do everything in my power not to catch the plague. I thought I had things under control, but over the last day or so, I think I’ve started a downward slide into the ick.
I was feeling kind of achy (more so than usual) yesterday. Over the course of the day, I started to get that ‘lungs are heavy’ feeling. By last night, my eardrums were itching. This morning, I’m sneezing, and I have a sore throat.
I figure I have 2, maybe 3 days until I completely expire. *puts wrist to forehead*
No, no. Nothing that dramatic. I’ve just watched G go through the whole thing this week, and I’m not looking forward to what’s to come.
Gebran sounded ghastly yesterday. I’ve been sneezing for days and feeling very tired but nothing seems to happen beyond fatigue and sneezing.