For the first time in eight months, I didn't feel hot but felt cold.
I knew something wasn't right on Wednesday when I didn't feel having the office air-con blasting on me was a good feeling, and that very afternoon I started to have a watery nose, sore throat, followed by a low fever.
Luckily this is the first time (and hopefully the only time) I fell ill during this pregnancy. Not being to have any drugs help you tame the symptoms clearly makes recovery a little less comfortable. I was never the type to rely too much on drugs, so the course of recovery is not that different from how I would normally handle a flu - lots of fluid, and lots and lots of sleep seemed to always work. Last night I woke up at 4am from a completely blocked sinus and inability to breathe, and decided to sleep sitting upright on the sofa instead. Mic was so sweet and followed me, made me a hot lemon honey, and insisted on sleeping on the sofa so he can make sure I was okay. With this level of care and attention, it will be a crime not to get better soon.
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