Sick, sick, sick

Happy 32nd Birthday to me!  I haven't felt this terrible in a long, long time...if ever.  I came home from the school ornament exchange/Christmas party on Thursday night feeling horrible.  I thought I was just exhausted from spending ALL day in Kernersville, 7am-8pm.  I came home and went straight to bed.  Friday morning I woke up still not feeling great, but I headed off to school anyway.  At school my office is always freezing, but  I could not stop shivering and all I wanted to do was lie down on the floor.  I had a meeting scheduled for 10:15 so I kept telling myself I could make it a half day and then go home if I still felt bad.  After the meeting was over it was all I could do to call the office and tell my AP that I was going home.

Thank goodness Seth was at home (working with his dad, Drew and Jimmie to pour the concrete pad for the shed out back).  I took my temperature and it was 101 degrees.  I called the OB/GYN's office and they told me to take Tylenol.  I didn't have any and Seth had to head back to work so my FIL went to Walgreens and bought me meds.  I was so nervous that he would ask why I needed Tylenol specifically or that he would figure out that I am pregnant.  No questions were asked though, and I slept the rest of the day and night.  I continued to drink as much water as I could handle and popped pills every 4 hours.  My mom also came over later that day and I was so worried she would figure it out.  She kept asking questions, but I just reassured her that I had called the Dr. and was drinking lots of fluids.

Saturday morning I was supposed to run the Mistletoe Half Marathon.  Since I found out I was pregnant, I had decided I was going to take it easy and run a slower pace with my sister or BIL.  I was so disappointed when I continued to run a high fever Saturday morning.  I bundled up in a gazillion layers and made Seth drive me to the course so I could at least take pictures and cheer them on.  It was Jonathan's first half and they both did amazing.

I hated that I wasn't at the finish line to celebrate their accomplishments!  Instead I was in bed shivering and mildly freaking out that I continued to have a 100+ fever.

Today, I am not any better.  My fever is still up and I have no energy.  I feel so weak that it is a struggle to move from the bed to the couch downstairs.  I am tired of lying around.  It is 70 degrees outside and it is my birthday.  I want to celebrate!  We are supposed to go to the Frack's for my birthday dinner and bluegrass tonight.  I want to go because I need a change of scenery, but I don't know if I should.