Over three weeks ago Oliver and Mark came down with the flu. Â Then Oliver came home with an ear infection and I remember him laying down on the bed beside me and both of us just whined to each other. Â I started running these fevers and chills and could not get warm. Â I would crawl under a dozen blankets, get the dog on the bed, wear a toque, mittens, and even a scarf and just be frozen until the fever would break. Â This has gone on for weeks.
At first it was a virus that needed to run itâ€™s course. Â Then the pain moved into my face Â and ears and one day I woke up with blood coming out of me ear canals. Â I had ruptured my ear drums. Â During that time being sick was playing havoc with my blood sugar and one morning I woke up with about 50 small sores all over my body. Â I got on some antibiotics for my ears and infection but still I was sick with this never ending fever and pain in my face. Â That and the high fevers never broke for long. Â Iâ€™d work some days but most days I would just spend most of the day hiding in bed.
Wendy and I have always made our bedroom our bedroom. Â We have a small house so the master bedroom is tiny as well. Â If we were going to hang out somewhere, it would be in the living room. Â Since I got ill, if the boys would want to talk to me, they would have to do it in our room. Â They thought it was great. Â I was like, â€œJust no one touch me.â€Â Of course being my sons, they would throw something at me.
Finally today I woke up and felt like crap and went to head to work. Â I looked down at my right foot and noticed that there was a massive pocket of infection, just like the one that cost my mom her leg many years ago. Â So instead of heading to work, I went to the hospital where they kind of let me sit for an hour and then a doctor saw me who promptly freaked out. Â She looked at my nose, foot, ear, eyes and got a second opinion. Â They started to prescribe some more powerful antibiotics which were not available at our neighbourhood pharmacy but I am now drugged up. Â Of course there are side effects which are bad but not as bad as what I was infected with.
The good news is that I should be up and mobile for Christmas.
I have lost 25 pounds.Â Oliver and I have blown out our ear drums (him firstÂ then me)Â and that will take a long time to get back to normal for both of us.Â In the mean time we sit down and have conversations like;
“Where did you get that cookie?Â Get me one”
I had cancelled attending most things but hopefully this will turn the tide and I can enjoy the holidays.