“Mummy is poorly, darling,” I say, swooning on to the chaise longue* with the back of my hand to my feverish forehead like a 1920s film star in need of her smelling salts (or drugs, any drugs, please).
“Ok,” Freya says, pausing for about a second before she asks: “Are you all better now?”
My head is throbbing, every bone in my body aches and I’ve got a cough which, if you’d just met me, would make you think I had a 50 cigarettes a day habit, but she looks so hopeful – plus we’ve had this conversation five times in the last minute – that I say: “Yes, all better now.”
I slide down on to the floor and attempt to concentrate on an intricate game she is playing with her assortment of little people before she commands me to make her a fort.
Then I realise… I can’t get up.
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I’m pretty sure I’ve had the flu, including (TMI alert) some gastric distress, as one friend described it recently, which I can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve ever had in my life.
It’s been an interesting few days.
I have Googled “how to get rid of the flu quickly” and then “quicker” a fair amount but the advice is always it’ll take a week and will only go with rest.
Two year olds – or at least my two year old – don’t understand rest (even at night).
My admiration for those parenting solo and/or without support is always high but it’s through the roof for those who do it with flu (or, I don’t even want to imagine, worse).
I know there is often no choice but to cope and I guess I would have just got through the days as best I could but I thank goodness I didn’t have to.
I woke up on Thursday and actually felt like crying because I didn’t know how I was going to do it. My poor parents also have it but luckily Mark was able to beg for the day off at work so I was able to go back to bed. Where I spent most of the day. I can’t remember the last time that happened but it completely floored me.
I’m well on the mend now, luckily – I won’t be eating (dry) toast for a while once I’ve fully recovered – but it puts things into perspective.
I hope you’re all feeling good, lovely people.
* Actually more of sofa.
After The Rain 
Hope you’re continuing to recover and move on from dry toast. Horrible not to be able to crawl under a duvet when that’s all you’re really up to. I suppose the upside it that it must be nearly a week by now?
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Thank you, Caz. I’m pretty much there now, even considering trying some chocolate today 🙂
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Poor you! I hope that you well on the way to recovery xx
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Thank you, nearly all better now 🙂
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Totally and utterly know what you mean hon! Hope you’re feeling better now. Hugs xx
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Thank you. I hope you haven’t got it Renee, I can’t imagine how hard that would be.
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I had this kind of bug last year, absolutely horrendous 😦
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I hope you’re feeling better!!! xxx
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Thank you. I’m eating chocolate. All is right with the world again 🙂 I hope work is going ok today. I’ll reply to your email asap.
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Chocolate is the best medicine!! Work is alright thanks, quiet luckily. I look forward to your e-mail! I finished Plain Truth, didn’t see that twist coming!! xx
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I feel your pain hun. Flu struck me down yesterday and I actually slept my way through today. I’m so glad BattleDad could work from home today to take BattleKid into nursery and collect him later. I think we’ll be repeating the process tomorrow. I don’t know what I’d have done had he not been here x
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Oh no! It’s horrible isn’t it. Yesterday was really the first day I felt sort of normal again. I hope you get well soon 😦
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Thanks hun. Glad to hear you are on the mend too!
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Aww, hope you are feeling better now.
Just remember it gets a little easier as they get older and they can sort lunch for themselves etc, and by lunch I mean endless packets of crisps which they can reach from the cupboard…
Nothing worse than that ‘I just can’t’ feeling, and then you have to parent. Eurgh.
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