Lyn's been very worried about me this past week. I was sick over the weekend when I wrote the posts which went up on Monday and Tuesday. I was pretty sure it was bronchitis (it was) and committed to seeing my doctor on Monday. By Monday night I was substantially worse and ended up being diagnosed with pneumonia as well. By then end of the week, I had also developed laryngitis.
I am recuperating and each day brings some improvement. I've done daily "I'm not dead yet" check ins so that Lyn would know I was ok. She's sent me a mug and has told me to check the mail because she's sent another package as well. I anticipate a handmade get well card.
Lyn and I were able to keep our weekly Skype conversation this week. I can't really talk because of the lack of voice and the attempt brings on the coughing but my talking isn't the point of Skyping with her even on a good day. She could see me and that's what was important to her.
She gave me lots of instructions I'm to follow. If I ever doubt my doctors, I should just ask my sister what I should do. According to her, I'm to take lots of hot showers, sleep, drink lots of water but not alcohol and take many different medicines. I think she's leaving that last point for my doctors to decide what I have to take. I can't argue with the advice given and tried to assure her that I was, indeed, following orders.
I don't like to cause her worry but she always worries when I'm sick, even if it is a small illness. This time wasn't a small illness and I understand and appreciate her concern. It is driven by love.