I’m Still Here

I am alive. This may sound like a common and usual thing to most. but I must tell you that the last 26 hours have been very rough.

I have an auto-immune disease that can strike at any moment. Yesterday, at 5 AM I woke with shaking chills. They were so bad, I could hardly stand. I also was so cold that no matter how many blankets I had on, the shaking did not stop. I got up briefly, as I was determined to get the thermometer. I had to know what my temperature was. At first it was 101.2 Two hours later it was up to 102.8 (F).

I felt weak as a kitten and every part of my body ached, as though I had been in a boxing ring with Mohamed Ali!

I shivered, I slept, I tried to keep drinking. Arnie and Greta never left my side, as I huddled in bed, with the drone of the TV in the background for company.

By dinnertime, my temperature had begun to drop. I managed a bowl of good old Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup, crackers and more aspirin!

This morning I woke and my temperature is down to 99.8. So I am doing well. One more day in my pajamas and I’ll be back to normal.

It is a strange thing, this auto-immune disease. It can strike at any time and although a fever is almost always involved, there are times other symptoms come along with it. It’s like a bad case of the flu,

This time it was just the fever and weakness. Hubby pitched in, went to get my ginger ale, made me soup and fed the dogs.

I think today will be spent in my pajamas again. By tomorrow I should be on my feet and doing much better.