Not the Flu!

Recap:
I went to bed Sunday night around 2am (thought I would have a late night in semi-preps to work Wednesday night). I woke up off and on the rest of the night, having weird dreams. These dreams were primarily about me going to the doctor, entering the hospital, Jessica and Ryan were trying to find me in the hospital... weird stuff. When I would wake up enough to realize I was awake, I felt really sick to my stomach but refused to get up.

After I woke up, I still not feel well. I drank a glass of orange juice and just hung out in a chair in the living room. The progression of time came with feeling worse and aches. I finally checked my fever around 8-9ish... 99.7. Hmm. Only low-grade fever though.

The rest of the day... Felt like POO. Fever went up to nearly 102, achy achy, weak, sick to my stomach, didn't want to drink/eat anything in fear it might come back up... just horrible. Did I mention that I HATE being sick. Finally around 9pm, I got gutsy enough to drink a little Gatorade, nibble on a saltine cracker, and swallow an Advil, and prayed it would remain in my body. It did, and I started feeling better after the fever broke... even ate the rest of the cracker, a piece of dry toast, and a cup of Gatorade. Yeahya. I went to bed around 11pm and slept soundly the whole night.

After waking up this morning with no fever or aches, I felt amazing!! My mom took me to the doctor though, because I was still afraid it might be the flu.. and I am done to work tonight and Thursday night. :( So I was trying to get a gauge as to whether I should go or not. The doctor said it was no the flu (!!), probably a virus of some sort and to take it easy. My boss said that I should not worry about work and see how I feel tomorrow before coming in. THANK YOU, LORD!

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But... I found out that a family member that showed up unexpectedly with her 2 year old child Christmas night at the Tisdales' house had been sick just days before and did not tell anyone. (Can I say 'LIVID?') I got sick early Monday morning. Holli has been sick to her stomach repeatedly since... Sunday night. (And she is currently in the ER, dehydrated from vomiting.) My dad left work early today with fever and aches. Jan... Jan thinks she doesn't feel well, but Jan tends to freak out and think she is sick the moment anyone else around her gets sick. But who knows! I just pray that my mom, or Grandma, or the rest of the family does not catch this crud.

But praise the Lord I feel better today! And thank you for the prayers!