Away sick, coming back around

I've been sick for the last two weeks -- basically, since the week after my pet's birthday, when I got the flu. At one point, I was running a high fever for several days, with shooting pain in my neck and back. I finally had enough energy to go to the ER. I wanted a test to make sure I didn't have viral meningitis and just had the flu -- which is what they confirmed. I was really relieved. I don't get sick very often, but every few years, I get a bad case of the flu and it takes 2-3 weeks to get over it. I even had a flu shot this year, but so much for that!

I'm still got a bit of a cough, but no other symptoms. I missed the Club Fem play party this month (where I was supposed to give a presentation, no less) and spent a lot of my time in bed. I had to keep my work absences down to a minimum, so I was coming straight home after work and school and getting into bed with a dose of Tylenol PM. Not very fun.

My little pet boy was wonderful, however. He's taken care of me every weekend that I've been sick. We live about an hour away from each other, so I have to take the train out to him, but once I get there, he's been fantastic. Very sweet and patient with me, even as I'm coughing all night and feeling low-energy. We haven't played as much as I would have liked, but I haven't been completely dead from the waist down. I managed to feel a little more frisky this weekend -- I think his presence probably had something to do with that.

I still feel, though, like I'm waking up from a coma or something. Still trying to get my energy level back up to what it was. I hope by the end of this week I'll be completely back to normal.