Argh. Our little spring get-together was fun and I am glad we did it but I see now that we were kidding ourselves about being well again and so ready for parties, etc. Even this last Sunday, going to Meeting and First Day School was probably pushing it. The truth is that we have been battling nasty and sneaky respiratory bugs around here since about March 25th.
The Lone Star Girl actually missed three days of school. It is she and I who have had it bad. Each Sunday we feel we are well and then that night it just kicks in again. Last Sunday I thought we were finally about well and just needed to rest up this long weekend to regain our strength, and I think that was basically true for the Lone Star Girl this time (though it wasn't the Sunday before that, when we thought it was and had the party and although she definitely had it the worst when she did have it and is still a bit wiped out), but my own bug which had seemed to be steadily improving a tiny bit every day just tanked last Sunday night. I have felt that I am going to die all week. I have crawled uselessly into school each day, knowing that my days off must be saved for the Lone Star Baby's day off on Monday and her two school programs and a doctor appointment in May, but I have been so very sick.
The doctor's office took pity on me and agreed to see me after school on Tuesday. The doctor said it was usually true that when your respiratory virus has been getting better and suddenly takes a dramatic turn for the worse after a couple of weeks as mine did , it is time to go to the doctor to see about sinus infections and bronchitis, but he said my chest sounded okay and I had no fever (I never get fevers - I'm tough like that). He wrote me a scrip for a Z-Pack but told me he'd wait to fill it. Dear man talked responsibly about letting the body fight it off being best. I so appreciated his uncommon wisdom in this era of drug-pushers but I went home, filled the scrip and took it. The truth is that my modern life really doesn't give me the time and rest for what is best and I still feel like dying - and frankly I doubt he sees many women who can take the time for his sane remedies. Rich ones maybe. I have finished the Z-Pack now and am taking lots of other drugs - Mucinex, Sudafed, Mydol - you name it. I still feel like crap. At least there is no school today.
Needless to say, we are not at Yearly Meeting. We couldn't have afforded it anyway, really, but I would have made everything else more precarious to manage if it had only been money. I know how important it is that we prioritize Yearly Meeting, especially for the Lone Star Girl who has a had a rough year. Even before I got worse, though, it was obvious that we had been too ill to travel instead of rest this weekend...that we really had to have more rest before carrying on with the rest of the school year. I feel bad for not going but already feel that there will not be enough rest this weekend to get me where I need to be, health-wise. I am so, so, so very drained....