Chapter 49 – Flu Season

February – Spring – Age 20 – Sophomore Year

February at BGSU brought fun, frivolity, and the flu. Santana managed to stay healthy but the flu claimed its first victim, Finn. It started Sunday morning but his fever got worse as the day progressed. "Sweetie, you're sweating and really red," Santana commented. "I'm taking your temperature."

"I'm fine," Finn insisted as he delved into a coughing fil. Santana rolled her eyes and went to get their aural thermometer. She put the probe in place and clicked the button. After the beep, she looked at the read out.

"Just as I thought," she announced. "102.6° F. Go get in bed."

"I'm taking Charlotte to the store so we can stock up on supplies."

"Oh," Finn groaned. It took a while but Finn eventually went to their bedroom Santana gathered supplies she would need for the night before tucking him in for the night.

"Hey Char, Daddy is sick," she explained to the nearly four year old. "Would you like to go to the store with me, so we can get some the things for Daddy to get better?"

"He sick?" Charlotte asked. Santana nodded. "Can't you just kiss him to make him better?"

"Well, I would if it were a boo-boo, but your Daddy has the flu, so he's going to get some medicine to make him feel better."

"Okay, we go to the store," Charlotte announced. Santana smiled. They both piled into the SUV and drove the short distance to the drug store. They went through and picked up some basic supplies: tissues, cough drops, and Theraflu. She also picked up some orange juice and some chicken noodle soup. Charlotte was very inquisitive, asking a whole bunch of questions about Finn being sick. Santana happily answered all of them she looked at it like another assignment for her nursing classes. One day she would more than likely have to deal with small children; why not practice on Charlotte.

They got all their stuff home and put away before Santana checked on Finn. He was sound asleep. She gave a sigh of relief before getting out some grapes for her and Charlotte so they could snack while Charlotte watched a movie before bed. Santana got out her laptop and opened her e-mail. Finn was going to be staying home this week, so she needed to let his professors know and schedule pick up of any work. It was going to be a busy week but she felt like she could handle it. After looking at her schedules, Santana figured it out that she would sit up on the classes that Finn had on Tuesdays and Thursdays. She could get a note taker for his two MWF classes. Santana had put a bed rest order on Finn. He was allowed to bathe and stuff, but he was confined to the bedroom. She could do this!

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Friday seemed to both fly by and crawl at the same time. But Santana handled this really well. All of their professors were really cool about Finn being terribly sick, and agreed that he should keep the flu to himself. She audited the classes that she could, and really enjoyed sitting in. But their last classes ended around noon; this was the times she agreed to meet at Finn's other professor's office hours. The human behavior professor had a binder waiting for her with copies of class notes and homework assignments. The social work professor has a web link where Finn could see all the notes and a few packets for him to complete. She added to the binder that she had been taking notes in for Advanced Spanish, socialization, and abnormal psychology. All the professors agreed to have all the make-up work due next Friday.

Finn was much more coherent by the time Friday rolled around, his fever had broken Thursday evening. Santana got home with Charlotte around 2 pm, and Finn was sitting on the couch. "Hey Baby! How ya feeling?"

"I feel like I got hit by a truck," Finn admitted.

"I bet, you've been in bed for a week," Santana chuckled, walking over to kiss his forehead.

"How was this whole week?" he asked, allowing Charlotte to cuddle up to his side on the couch.

"Well, I went to your Tuesday/Thursday classes – loved abnormal psychology by the way, people are crazy – and your social work and human behaviors classes gave me a bunch of work for you from this week."

"I'm glad they were pretty accommodating," Finn said. "Thank you so much for this week babe."

"I did what I had to do, not a big deal," she shrugged.

"Did Mami do a good job this week?" Finn asked Charlotte. She nodded and giggled. "See, even Char agrees."

"Well, anyway," Santana said, blowing off the praise. "All your work is due by next Friday."

"Good. I'll really work all weekend to try to get it done."

"Maybe Amanda can come over and take Charlotte for a few hours so we can get some work done," Santana suggested.

"You're the best baby."