Walk like an Egyptian

Or, maybe not.  For me, it’s more like walk like a baby deer.  I have been taken out — again — by a sickness.  This is so not like me. I don’t get sick all the time.  I think…  I don’t really know.  I have fever brain.  And really, I’m not sure how this post is going to end up.  But I thought it would be fun!

I couldn’t move for almost two days.  I had a high fever.  I was just moaning and groaning.  Yes, it was pleasant.  Right…  Then the coughing started.  Incessant coughing.  Can’t breathe coughing.  Amazing feeling.  And then finally my fever broke.

So now I feel sort of like a person.  Well, more like Frankenstein.  The walk.  The look.  Sort of a person, but not really.  So now it’s Walk like Frankenstein.

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Yep, that’s me.  Arms out to brace myself on every surface.  Heavy, straight legs stumbling across the room.  Not sure where I’m going.  And I kind of look like that too.  Two sick days at home do NOT look pretty.

Oh and yes, Frankenstein parenting totally works.  With the cough between every other word and the stumble walk, let’s just hope there aren’t any emergencies.

The “fancy” walk is probably courtesy of two days of not moving at all and not really being able to eat.

So here’s to Frankenstein stalking on into the kitchen to find something for lunch.