Wrapped in a heavy quilt, he sat shivering in front of me despite his hot fever and the warm night. He could barely walk and was so dizzy. His throat was swollen and sore from coughing, and had virtually no voice.
That was last Wednesday. Doug spent Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and part of Sunday wrapped in blankets on the couch. He is feeling much better now, but his 104+ temperature prompted me to take him to the doctor Thursday. I am glad I stayed home with him to get him to the doctor and get his medicine. I didn’t want to ride the van to Denver only to get stuck there and not be able to come back until the evening if he needed anything. He was pretty rough off, and says he has never really been that sick that long. It was much more than a cold, but not the flu. The doctor said it wasn’t strep, but those tests don’t rule out alternative versions.
I am glad he is starting to feel better. We were even able to start going on walks again, although shorter ones. I miss getting to snuggle next to him first thing in the morning.
Thank you to all of you who gave good advice and wished him to get better.