She lost all appetite for the day and slept almost all day and throughout the night just to avoid the nausea. The next day the vomiting eased but her appetite did not return. She forced herself to some rice at dinner. Went to bed early.
Waking up she felt hungry – a good sign. Her throat was cracking like burning log. She got up, made an appointment to see a doctor. Then ate a piece of bread. She drank heaps of water. Now she was much relieved as the nausea was gone. It was more flu than what she was afraid to have happened.
She went into the doctor’s room. Told her all the history. Surprisingly she did not need antibiotics or any medication. ‘The fever can be dealt with by taking Panadol.’
Her appetite did not improve and yet she felt hungry. She found lunch and dinner unattractive. Again she went to bed early as it was a way to escape from feeling unwell. She was hungry in the middle of the night and she went up to the pantry and had two soladas.
In the morning her bowels moved, and for the first time since four days now she had big business. But she still did not feel like eating. She forced some food into her. Her husband was still in bed. She felt lonely – a feeling she did not have for a long time. She needed tasty food and company. She tried to sing but was not in the mood. She tried painting and could not finish painting her lost cat. She tried to read but could not concentrate. But one thing for sure she would be all right as all signs pointed to her getting well soon.
Her husband woke up. Things already becoming better…