Part 1, I know I won't be able to finish this before I have to get ready for work...
I think I mentioned that I'm in trouble at work for taking off "too much leave without pay" in the last month. I admit it, I have, but I've needed every minute of it, and more. Anyway, on Friday AM, I started getting that awful body achy feeling you get that pretty much says, you are getting the flu.
About 4pm, I emailed Hubcap, and asked him if he could either keep the kids all night or at least keep them for a few hours so I could go home and sleep, as I was feeling so bad. He finally agreed with a guilt trip on me, to keep them until 7:00PM....better than nothing I thought.
So I finally got home, I was freezing...so I climbed in my ginormous tub and took a hot bath and then climbed in bed...that was it. I was officially sick. When he brought the kidlets home some 2 hours later, I was still on the bed. I had a fever going on 104 something and literally couldn't move. My left leg was hurting so bad, and I was developing a rash on my leg where it was aching so bad. He let himself in with his key, came up, basically kicked me in the leg and said "get up and deal with your kids".
OMG...I couldn't move. I couldn't even lift my head. Thank god he fed the kids. I let them just take off their clothes except for underwear and climb in bed with me and watch TV. Small son would go downstairs and needed and get me a glass of water. The thought of any food completely turned my stomach.
Fast forward to middle of the night Friday night. Small Son kept waking up, feeling my forehead and saying "mommy, you are so hot". I said I know baby...go back to sleep.
On Saturday AM, I woke up, completely soaked from sweat. The kids were bouncing off the walls, and since Hubcap had been such an ass, I didn't want to call him, so I sent Little Miss downstairs and she got herself and her brother "gogurts" and they ate them in my bed and watched TV. This went on and on most of the morning. Small son was able to let Step-Dog out of the house to pee, and could climb up and get cereal bars and milk boxes out of the cupboard. Finally though, they were so bouncing I had to get up.
I got up, dragged my ass downstairs and covered up on the couch while the kids played Wii and watched TV. This lasted about 2 hours and I just couldn't do it anymore, so I left the back door open for Step-Dog and we went back upstairs to take a nap. Small son kept bringing me water, but it was getting harder and harder to drink it. I developed a horrid rash on my left leg where it had been hurting so bad.
to be continued....