We are home with the flu this weekend. No telling if it is swine or just the seasonal variety, but I am recovering nicely after one really rough day Friday (when Tim took Milan to school in the morning and other teachers covered his classes so I could lay in bed all day) and a feeling-better-but-still-sick day today. Milan started his fever last night and still has 89% more energy and spunk than I do. Tim is next in line...
I still have that funky-throat feeling, which tells me I am still sick. Too bad I didn't pay attention to that funky-throat feeling when I first felt it on Wednesday and decided to go for a 2-mile run with a group of teachers anyway. Or the next day, when the funky-throat was accompanied by coughing and runny nose and I decided Milan and I should keep our plans to go to Ningbo to hang out with friends. By Thursday night I was aching (although I think that was mostly from the running) and motionless on the sofa.
We haven't seen a need to go to the doctor here yet, and I admit I'm a little cautious about stepping foot into the foreigner's clinic (which is inside the district hospital) with a fever this week. H1N1 showed up in Beilun last week and Tim's school started taking everyone's temperature each day - anyone over 99 goes home for two days. I heard they have set up a quarantine area at the hospital. So far I'm pretty sure we are just experiencing a normal flu.
So today we missed out on the trip to the beach (a group of teachers planned a trip to go to this island off the coast). But we got to stay home and smell a pot of ginger-garlic chicken soup simmering on the stove all day. Not quite the same as smelling the sea water and playing in the sand, but it will have to do for now.
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