|Me, Carrie, John|
This is becoming quite a flu season, isn't it? So many people I know have gotten sick, flu shot or not, and every time I touch a handle used by many people, I stop to wash my hands once again. John succumbed to a bad bout with the flu, even though he got a high-test flu shot a few months back. He ended up spending the last week in the hospital, and I got to see him for the first time in a week this morning when Lily and I went there for coffee before heading off for our usual Saturday morning walk.
John spent four nights in the hospital and was really, really sick. He was given Tamiflu and IV hydration, along with medication for his sodium level, which had tanked. The reason he spent so much time in the hospital is that they couldn't seem to bring it up very quickly. John eats a LOT of salt, so I was surprised to find this had happened to him. I looked it up online and found that there are several reasons it might have gone so low. The medical condition is called hyponatremia.
Anyway, he was at the coffee shop this morning looking a little worn out and not exactly brimming over with energy, but upright at least. He said all he wants to do is sleep, which he intended to do once he returned home after coffee and a bagel. I'll see him again in the morning for our usual Sunday meeting, and I'm hoping by then he will be feeling better. This is a strong flu, and I'm sure hoping I can keep from getting it myself. Several women on the walk are in the process of recovering from being sick, too.