Every now and again, you have times that really shove it in your face that you aren’t an able-bodied person.
For me, one of those times is when I get the flu. What everyone ELSE gets as a regular flu bug, I get as a horrible stomach bug that almost always lands me in the ER due to dehydration.
I’m dealing with one of those right now, which is why I’ve been so quiet of late. I hurt, and I’m sick, and I have the mental agility of a drunk. Sadly, the fiance is working for a program for brilliant kids that has him hours away from me, and the roommate is also quite sick, so there is nobody here to take care of me but me. Well, and Hudson, but sadly I can’t send him to the corner store for gatorade or to the pharmacy for regular medications. I am hoping my doctor’s office can get me in tomorrow and give me a bag of IV fluids so I can stay out of the ER. If my general practitioner’s office can’t see me, I’m going to call the GI’s office and hope they can manage to give me fluids even if they can’t get me in with my GI (which I don’t think is necessary – all I’m after is something to keep this ‘just’ a flu and not flu + severe dehydration).
I feel like a rollerblader colliding with a lamppost. Like I’m going to peel off and fall on the ground any moment like a cartoon, but for now I’m kind of hanging there stunned.