Friday, September 01, 2006

Martian Death Flu

I have the Martian Death Flu. I think it's on its way out right now. How do I know this? I can walk upright.

Yesterday, in the morning, while administering district-wide assessements to the students, my stomach felt queasy.

"How are you, Amy?" my friend Fred asked, in the hallway, as I walked to my class.

"My stomach feels queasy," I said.

Thankfully, I had time right that moment to find the bathroom, because if I hadn't, I might not be writing to you now. I might be under the covers, shivering with humiliation. And cold sweats.

I felt worse instead of better as the day progressed. I had to prop my head up on my hand while sitting at my desk. I got hot sweats, then cold sweats. I have no idea how I taught anyone anything.

My husband picked me up right at the end of school. I went home, changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt, and went to bed. I was supposed to go to Back-To-School night, but it was better that I didn't. I could barely move. I didn't walk--I trudged/shuffled. I drank a little bit of Emergen-C in some hot water. I ate 1/2 of one piece of toast. That came up this morning.

Our daughter climbed into bed with us at 5am. She had it, too. I put her in the tub and stripped her bed, putting everything into the laundry. This was another indication that I'm feeling a bit better--I could do this physical activity.

My husband informed me that he had it last night, as well. I hope this is the last of this we'll have to see, and I hope they don't get it as badly as I did. I have to attend an all-day training for student services teachers today---I hope I make it through.


  1. Oh man...

    What a drag. I have been fighting some bug too.

    Hang in there!

    Happy Labor Day.

  2. Anonymous9:04 AM

    Poor Amy. I hope you feel better.
    And while the training may suck, at least there won't be any students. Sending you healing vibes....