I’m currently typing this from the comfort of my bed after a horrible few days of me being very very poorly.
It came from no where, I woke up on Thursday morning and felt fine but by lunch time I was feverish and in a bit of pain. My mum was visiting so she took care of E whilst I went for a nap to sleep it off. I woke up a few hours later feeling ten times worse. I spent that night crying, sleeping and feeling terrible. The pain I felt in my ear and throat was something I haven’t felt in a long time.
On the Friday I managed to get a dr to look at me who immediately diagnosed infected tonsilitus and a double ear infection. By this point I couldn’t speak or swallow. When I was 21 I ended up with Quinsy which is an horrendous throat infection that usually requires hospital treatment. Given that neither me or the dr wanted that to happen again I was put on the highest possible dose of liquid antibiotics possible because I’d be unable to swallow tablets.
It’s now Saturday and I’m starting to feel a little better, I’m still in pain but I no longer have a fever and my voice has come back. I haven’t really eaten since Thursday so I’m feeling pretty weak and tired but hopefully I’ve avoided further complications.
The very worse part of all of this is that E doesn’t understand. She’s so upset by it all. She wants me to Play, sing and dance and I just can’t. Last night daddy did bedtime and she was beside herself wanting me but I really couldn’t go to her. I sang her (through tears of pain) her bedtime song and left her daddy too it.
Hubs took her to soft play on Friday so I could get some sleep so I know she had lots of fun but my oh my, mum guilt has well and truely kicked in. I feel terrible. I just want to be better so I can be her mummy again. I keep flitting between crying because I feel so poorly and crying because I feel guilty.
What a horrid few days!