I have the flu. It all started last Thursday morning I woke up with a headache and by the end of the day I had developed a cough and a slight fever. On Friday I had invited some of my students and another teacher over for a picnic, but by the time they started to arrive I was too sick to join the fun and had gone to bed. I was out like a light... comatose!
Someone had taken some pictures with my camera and it looks like they had a great time. The picnic lasted all afternoon and into the night. Sorry I missed the fun.
Over the next few days my husband kept trying to wake me up. Everything was hazy and all I knew was that my entire body ached.. my eyeballs even hurt. By day three he insisted I go to the hospital. So after a huge effort to make myself somewhat presentable to the general public, we headed out the door (one day I will look back at the sight of Nora trying to put my clothes on for me and laugh).
We decided that since there was a chance I had Swine Flu the best thing would be to go the main hospital where we thought we would find a whole system set up to deal with cases of influenza. After an ordeal of finding a parking space I told my husband to let me sit down someplace (away from other people) while he went in to find out where I needed to go. He came back after a while and brought me inside where I was taken into a room.
After being asked my name and what was wrong I was led into a curtained off corner just big enough for two grubby looking hospital beds. There were already five women perched on those two beds, add me and now there were six. Imagine having a doctors examination on a bed with two other women!
The doctor asked me what my symptoms were and I told him. Then someone took my blood pressure and then I was asked to get up. Back out to the desk in the main area; I was handed a prescription for Panadol Cold and Flu, Amoxicilin and vitamin C. No one took my temperature, or listened to my chest (oh darn), or cared what kind of flu I had.
I'm starting to get up a bit. I can manage about 15 minutes and then I need a four hour nap. I'm a survivor! My advice... if you think you have the flu in Libya - just stay home. The trip to the hospital could kill you. I am taking the antibiotics... God alone knows what those other ladies on those beds had.