Yes, both Monkey and I succumbed to swine flu last week. Fortunately the Other Half hasn't caught it (yet) as he was kept very busy doing the shopping, cleaning the house, supplying bananas and providing TLC.
Mine hasn't been too bad. I'd been feeling a bit funny for a couple of days, just tired really and had been having early nights, then fainted in the library last week! Ironically I'd actually been feeling better that morning and had been climbing wobbly 18th century ladders and all sorts of similar things. Then I passed out at the end of the morning, just like some 18th century heroine! Once I'd picked myself up off the ancient carpet I got hold of the OH who came charging straight over to the library, announced that I felt hot and suggested that he took me home & I try and get a doctor's appointment. Which he did; he then had to hang around all afternoon whilst I slept, as I didn't manage to get a doctor's appointment until after 5pm! Of course, this was happening at exactly the same time as the Pandemic Flu Information thingy was going live and then immediately crashing, which meant we couldn't use that to check my symptoms.
Anyway, I've been doing lots of sleeping. It hasn't been as bad as "normal" flu, and it's been a massive help having the OH around as it would have been grim being like this on my own in a flat in Slough! Fortunately also the doc wouldn't prescribe Tamiflu as I'd already taken a course of it six weeks ago when there was an outbreak at work and the Health Protection Agency was still attempting to contain it. As I suspected six weeks ago, taking Tamiflu is MUCH worse than having swine flu.
Monkey, on the other hand, has really suffered. Presumably man-swine-flu is worse than swine flu, and therefore monkey-man-swine flu has got to be Really Serious? He has spent the time lolling around, complaining he feels cold and stealing my dressing gown to wrap round himself. Oh, and I found him throwing up down the side of the sofa, but I think the OH may have had something to do with that.
I'm definitely on the mend now. I finished off another WIP, which I'll post about soon. Then I was going to get started on my next project, Narvik, from Rowan 42 (after buying the yarn at Get Knitted when I did the crochet workshop last year), realised that 7mm needles are the one size I don't possess, trotted off to find some on the Celticove website, discovered the clearance section and ended up buying 15 balls of Mirasol Sulka in sage as well. So much for the yarn diet, but then I think I need cheering up after the swine flu, don't I? And it's Fair Trade yarn, so that's even better, surely?