Problem solving and gruesome details

I have been realizing since I have really sick (which still is the focus and irritant of my world) that maybe my Hubby should get his own blog. You see I know he reads mine and so when I have unflattering things to say about him he may not take it too kindly. I know of a couple who send emails to each other after they have an argument. The concept behind it being that in the email they can say the point rationally and succintly without the emotion getting in the way. Which is a good idea and I think one that should be used by more people. Except that I have also realized that its not for him that I do this blog. This is my blog. Mine! I use this blog as a way to vent the thoughts and words that would otherwise be bottled up inside of me. Hence the swearing occasionally. I do not like to swear and try very hard not to do so in front of my children or even just in general. You see I believe profanity has its own function and should be used properly and sparingly. That way when it is actually used then the people around you know that there is a problem and that your swearing is a way of you venting. After all that was why people started swearing. At least in my opinion anyways.

So another note, yes more sickness details - disclaimer if you don't like gruesome you may want to skip the next bit. I can't guarentee a clean write up.

Have you every had a fever so bad that you cannot stop shivering for more than an hour and half? That happened to me this morning. I woke up at five am and could not go back to sleep. The nose running constantly and worse clogged up so when you switch sides you have to wait for the mucus to drain into the other passageway. The throat raw and dry because you can't breathe through your nose, so mouth is open and you drool on your pillow. Thankfully I have a box of tissues next to my side of the bed and I just placed next to my pillow after awhile. The biggest problem though was that having gotten up out of bed to go to the bathroom I absolutely chilled myself and could not get warm again. I even put an extra blanket on as well as my socks. I hate wearing socks to bed so anybody who knows me knows that when I wear socks to bed there's a problem. Unfortunately I couldn't stop shivering. Every time I moved around the shivers would come. Every time I lifted the blanket off to reach for a tissue the shivers would hit. It was like the shivers were waiting to persecute me. The worst of all was that they weren't consistent. I was shivering so much that the shivers started slowly down to a quiver. Then there was the odd rocking motion where only one extermity, hand or foot or chin would rock and try to shake the rest of the body. I am still feverish but hopefully more coherent now than when my alarm went off. Which by the way happened at 7:30 am this morning. So anyone doing the math. I woke up at 5am shivered for an hour and a half before falling asleep again at 6:30am only to be woken up again at 7:30am to get the Bear to school. So in total I believe I only got 4 hours of sleep last night. Oh I had forgotten to mention the earlier bout of insomnia which meant I fell asleep roughly around 2am. I may have stated this in an earlier post but you know what I really HATE being sick. Especially since I still have to do the household tasks, like cat litter - Yuck!