Still getting over the death flu/pneumonia which is almost at the end of it's third full week. No more vomiting aside Friday the 6th's three bouts of it. It went through the school like wildfire–parents, teachers, everyone. It seems to be making a second round, which I hope to avoid.
The worst lingering feeling is the complete lack of appetite. I've been unable to eat real meals since. Right now, my meal schedule looks like: 16oz of OJ for breakfast, a small amount of what's leftover from lunch (ie. 1 slice of meatloaf, a small scoop of roasted potatoes, and a small scoop of green beans), and pop-tarts for dinner. That's eating when I'm hungry and that's enough to full me up. Poptarts are on there because they're one of the things I can look at and not feel queasy.
The antibiotics I'm taking for the pneumonia is making me feel craptacular and dizzy. I'm very bleh all day. The coughing is still around and when I breathe in, my lungs squeak. I'm constantly tired.
The only bonus is that I'm down a pant size and then a little extra. I might as well get something positive out of this.
More on Fiddler later. I need to get to bed now.
The worst lingering feeling is the complete lack of appetite. I've been unable to eat real meals since. Right now, my meal schedule looks like: 16oz of OJ for breakfast, a small amount of what's leftover from lunch (ie. 1 slice of meatloaf, a small scoop of roasted potatoes, and a small scoop of green beans), and pop-tarts for dinner. That's eating when I'm hungry and that's enough to full me up. Poptarts are on there because they're one of the things I can look at and not feel queasy.
The antibiotics I'm taking for the pneumonia is making me feel craptacular and dizzy. I'm very bleh all day. The coughing is still around and when I breathe in, my lungs squeak. I'm constantly tired.
The only bonus is that I'm down a pant size and then a little extra. I might as well get something positive out of this.
More on Fiddler later. I need to get to bed now.