Make It Stop!
Pllllllllllllllllllllllease make the sickness end.
I'm not usually so whiny about this crap but this is worse than I've felt in longer than I can remember. My fever has been steadily increasing since Monday. I went back to the doc today (spent 2.5 freakin' hours in the clinic) where every single nurse looked at me like I was about to explode/pass out/die right there. One woman was like wow, I've never seen anyone look so gray. They did a bunch of tests (blood test, chest xray) and made me lie down for a while and I burst into tears at one point b/c they wouldn't let me leave and Rich had to go to work (he was 1.5 hours late) and I was just very overwhelmed and wanted to go home. They wanted to keep me in the infirmary there but I promised to take all my medicines like a good girl and rest if they would just let me leave.
They didn't find evidence of pneumonia in my lungs, that's good, but they made me use a breathing machine b/c when I did one of the tests where you blow into a meter thing, I apparently sucked at it. My flu test had come back negative but he thinks maybe it just didn't pick it up, or maybe it's just a virus. Either way, they don't know exactly what's wrong but they sent me home with antibiotics, an anti-flu medicine, an inhaler, and told me to still take the Robitussin with codeine (hello loopy-ville) and ibuprofen as needed. I'm hoping I might be on the mend. Today was the first day that I was able to shower and stay awake for longer than 4 hours in a row, but I did wake up with 101 degree fever, so I dunno. I've also coughed myself hoarse. I was supposed to TA my sections today and tomorrow but there was no way that could happen. My prof asked if I was at least doing my research and I had to tell him that I honestly couldn't do anything but sleep but since I have new meds hopefully I can get something done tomorrow. He texted me back with "Ok just don't die. It would be really awkward teaching Rich for the rest of the semester if you did." I thought that was pretty funny.
In the ever-so-wise words of the Yarn Harlot: "Colds piss me off anyway. Really, I think it's almost disrespectful that they can make you feel this awful while still being completely benign. Something that can't kill you shouldn't be able to make you feel like you might die."
Agreed.
I'm not usually so whiny about this crap but this is worse than I've felt in longer than I can remember. My fever has been steadily increasing since Monday. I went back to the doc today (spent 2.5 freakin' hours in the clinic) where every single nurse looked at me like I was about to explode/pass out/die right there. One woman was like wow, I've never seen anyone look so gray. They did a bunch of tests (blood test, chest xray) and made me lie down for a while and I burst into tears at one point b/c they wouldn't let me leave and Rich had to go to work (he was 1.5 hours late) and I was just very overwhelmed and wanted to go home. They wanted to keep me in the infirmary there but I promised to take all my medicines like a good girl and rest if they would just let me leave.
They didn't find evidence of pneumonia in my lungs, that's good, but they made me use a breathing machine b/c when I did one of the tests where you blow into a meter thing, I apparently sucked at it. My flu test had come back negative but he thinks maybe it just didn't pick it up, or maybe it's just a virus. Either way, they don't know exactly what's wrong but they sent me home with antibiotics, an anti-flu medicine, an inhaler, and told me to still take the Robitussin with codeine (hello loopy-ville) and ibuprofen as needed. I'm hoping I might be on the mend. Today was the first day that I was able to shower and stay awake for longer than 4 hours in a row, but I did wake up with 101 degree fever, so I dunno. I've also coughed myself hoarse. I was supposed to TA my sections today and tomorrow but there was no way that could happen. My prof asked if I was at least doing my research and I had to tell him that I honestly couldn't do anything but sleep but since I have new meds hopefully I can get something done tomorrow. He texted me back with "Ok just don't die. It would be really awkward teaching Rich for the rest of the semester if you did." I thought that was pretty funny.
In the ever-so-wise words of the Yarn Harlot: "Colds piss me off anyway. Really, I think it's almost disrespectful that they can make you feel this awful while still being completely benign. Something that can't kill you shouldn't be able to make you feel like you might die."
Agreed.