|*Not my real nurse...|
After bravely trying to go back to work yesterday, I came home from work tired but proud. Then about 7:00 PM the fatigue, shakes and shivers hit. It was horrible. I took some ibuprofen, crawled under my bed quilt and thought "this will soon pass ." But, my fever kept going and going...then I was coughing and coughing. I felt like the nun, Miss Clavel, in the book Madeline:
|"Something is not right!!"|
|*also not my actual nurse...|
And then the nurse asked "can your husband drive you home?"
My brain goes "huh?" Well, yeah...Quail is able to drive me...why would he need to"
"In case anything happens"
Happens? "Like what?"
"Like, you have a reaction to the shot. It's a very large dose and some people react."
Fortunately, no reaction. Whew. And the shots were much less painful than the traditional penicillin shots I had when I was a young girl.
So, tomorrow....still have to go to work, to make up hours so I can take off Friday for my retreat...but other than that, my plans are to sit and quietly hand sew and get over this nasty bronchitis so I can go to the retreat.
|Thimble & I engrossed in our novel. Fortunately, I cleaned up all the tissues before snapping the picture!|
Keeping you on pins and needles with curiosity?
If your household is inundated with football this weekend, like my household(if not, can I come live with you until football season is over?) you might enjoy this little snicker...