Which is why you have two blog posts from me on Christmas Day. My entire family is at my brother’s house two hours away (except my husband – he’s in the woods), and I’m sitting at home drinking coffee. Though I’m probably not contagious at this point, I didn’t want to risk spreading the plague to everyone else.
I started feeling like crap on last Thursday (Dec 14), the same day I had a job interview. Do you know how hard it was to not sniffle during that interview? I had the sniffles and a mild cough, but I thought it was my annual Christmas crud that I get every year. I laid around in bed all last weekend and even took off Monday. That should have been my first clue that something more sinister than a simple cold was brewing.
I spent the rest of the week feeling progressively worse and finally went to the clinic Friday for a swab when I could no longer hold my head up at work. Flu B positive. FUUUUUCK! I feel super guilty now, because I have no idea how many people I potentially exposed. The good news is, it’s the mildest flu I’ve ever had, of the three times in my life I’ve had it. I never even had a fever, but I did have fever sweats. It’s been a truly bizarre week-and-a-half. I think I started with a regular garden variety cold and just happened to get the flu on top of it. I’m talented like that. I managed to turn my fall allergy asthma flare into pleurisy last year.
Moral of the story: even if you don’t think it’s the flu, it might be. Headache, cough, sore throat, runny nose, with a side of “holy shit I’ve been hit by a small truck”. If you suspect it is, and you have regular contact with immune compromised people, stay home or get a swab to be sure. Yes, I did get my flu shot this year, but reports have come out that it’s only up to 30% effective. I’ll take even that little bit if there’s a chance of lessening the symptoms or preventing the spread to people who can’t get the shot and/or really don’t need the flu.
I hope your holidays are better than mine have turned out to be. It’s bad enough that I’m missing Christmas at little brother’s house, but I may also miss the annual after-Christmas shopping trip with my daughter tomorrow depending on how I feel.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and here’s hoping for a better tomorrow and a bright New Year!