I’m going to steal some formatting from The Bloggess, because it’s just been one of those weeks where I’m just out of ways to describe things.

On Friday I went home sick from work and my stomach declared an emergency evacuation as soon as I made it home.

Matt handled daycare pick and baby-watching like a champ.

Then later that night HE got sick.

But we managed to survive the weekend.

I went back to work on Monday, feeling more or less human.

Then I get a call from Matt telling me he’s taking Wesley to the pediatrician. Turns out Wesley has croup (baby laryngitis) but thankfully doesn’t have any respiratory complications, and is just hilariously squeaky.

Tuesday I wake up feeling legitimately pretty good.

Then a few hours later I get hit with a wave of body aches and awful and have to go home early. Again

Matt comes home learns my temp is 102.1 and convinces me to go to urgent care. They test me for strep, influenza, and throw in a chest x-ray to rule out pneumonia. Everything comes back negative so they decide to just treat me for the flu anyway.

12 hours after taking my first dose of Tamiflu, I no longer feel like I’m dying.

As of early this afternoon I’ve been fever-free for 24 hours! I can snuggle my baby again!

And then I noticed these rashy spots on my hands.

So I texted a friend and yup, it sounds suspiciously similar to when she caught Hand Foot and Mouth from her son.

So now I really just need to disinfect everything….possibly without touching it.

I’m REALLY hoping I’m just paranoid at this point.  Wish me luck?

 

Update:  Woke up with more rashy spots on my hands and made a doctor’s appointment. The nurse took one look at me and asked “Do you have kids?” We have confirmed Hand Foot and Mouth.

 

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