Everybody, welcome Poppy! She compared her daughter to a pack of bloodhounds, fantastic! Anybody that can maintain a sense of humor while their flesh and blood is dying of pneumonia is cool in my book. She’s also the director of a barber shop quartet of crying baptized babies, woohoo!
Ok, so I feel bad invading Poppy’s post with my whining, but I figured it was better to put it below her post than make a new one and then have her not be on top. Because when I’m sick, me and my whining is important dammit!
So Monday I woke up feeling a little icky. I get dressed, I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and then puke. YAY FUN! I hate puking. Though, there was nothing in my stomach so it was like throwing up spit. Whatever. I brush my teeth, come to work.. 30 minutes later I can’t breathe and the room is spinning. So I think “… OKAY I think it’s time to go back home.” Drive home.. the second I walk in the door I run to the bathroom and throw up some more spit and then bile. YAY MORE FUN! *ugh* So I call the doctor and the nurse leaves me on hold until I just hang up the phone and pass out.
The nurse calls me back a few hours later and I tell her about the puking and the dizziness and how my legs kept getting tingly and she said to go to the after hours clinic that night. Ok. So I go back to sleep and at like, 4 or something I go to the doctor. They take my temperature, no real fever at the time. Talk to the doctor, she seems fairly confused. Pulls up my record to see what they already looked for (oh, I didn’t mention, this is something I go through every few weeks). They made me pee in a cup and took my blood (I hate needles, it hurt and I have a little hole in my arm), I guess my regular doctor took all her ideas. So they gave me an antacid and some little white pill for the nausea and sent me home.
I woke up yesterday morning and my throat felt like sandpaper. Joy! So I left a message with my boss with what little is left of my raspy voice and go back to sleep. Bought some Chloraseptic when I was conscious again.. GOOD LORD THAT STUFF IS AWFUL. Jeff grabs the bottle and is like, “HERE! I’ll spray it for you” and I choked on the stuff. Cherry flavored Novocain or something. It only works for half an hour and I keep spraying my tongue instead of my throat.
Today my throat feels less like sandpaper but it’s swollen. It hurts to touch it. I know I should go back to the doctor but man, I WAS JUST THERE. That’d be another $15 and more medicine.
Speaking of medicine, the ones they gave me are kicking my ass. The antacid makes me really dizzy (well.. not so much dizzy as I space out and when I zone back to reality my head is spinning) and the little anti-nausea pill (I took one this morning cause I was feeling like throwing up again) makes me crazy drowsy.. like Benadryll x1000.
Somebody please shoot me. Then go visit Poppy.
I hope you start feeling better! I start getting sore throats and sinus infections every year right around this time. I’m sure my next one is just around the corner. :(
Aw :( That’s no fun. Hopefully they’ll go easy on you this year.
Okay, I will shoot you. I am going to need directions to your house, a front door key, and two grand.
Let me know.
I hate going to the doctor, I rather stay at home waiting for the illness to go away. Sometimes it does…=)
XoXo
Gaby
Good lord, do I sound insensitive or what???
The good news is that my daughter sounds less like a pack of bloodhounds and more like a seal trying to get me to give her another piece of fish. ARP ARP ARP!
(The crying babies have probably calmed down, too.)
So the next thing is for YOU to get better. Try lots of aspiring/Tylenol/Advil (my drug of choice) and gargle with warm water with a pinch of salt—maybe 1/2 teaspoon in a glass. Trust me. I’m not a doctor. I’m a singer. I know throats!
And thanks for letting me squat here this week!
Have a good day!
Mr Fab – I totally don’t have 2 grand :(
Gaby – That’s what I usually do too, but last time I had 3 doctors yell at me because I waited 3 weeks to go in and it turns out I had a nasty upper respitory infection and could have gotten pnemonia or something, soooo I figure I’ll play nice for a while.
Poppy – Insensitive is the new black ;) I’m waiting for my mom to get in with some salt for me. I never did get the mixture right without her lol.
Manzkee – Thanks for stopping by! :D