I spent four days this week in utter misery. The kind that makes you think horrible thoughts, and consider doing horrible things. Today, I kind of 'woke up' from that horribleness, and my husband started saying he didn't feel too good. Then a friend came over and said they had had a yucky, but mild flu over the past week.
Having the flu while 7 wks pregnant should be against the law. It really should. I should be bullet proof right now... but alas, I was not. And it seems that I had the flu.
I feel much better today. This afternoon I put together our new couch, pulled weeds in the garden, took a nap, took a bath, and actually ate some of my dinner AND dessert. I still don't feel great, but I am starting to think that it won't be that bad for long. And Thank God... because that was really, honestly no good.
My belly's ban on fresh foods has been an inconvenience lately though... that didn't go away with the nasty stomach issues. Which stinks... cuz my garden is booming with fresh veggies that only I in the house know how to prepare. I have been training my son with the fresh fruits though... he made some of the best strawberry shortcake for dessert tonight. And I was well enough to try a bit... Bliss in a bowl. In more ways than one.