Living La Vida Tussin~!
There are moments when I wonder why I am so stubborn, but last night was not one of those moments. I didn't want to go to urgent care but I new that eventually I would need to go and get some medication that was strong enough to knock me out. I had not really slept more than a few hours straight in days and days. You can't get heal when you are exhausted.So the first thing I did was send a text message to my lovely wife. I told her to please come home as soon as she got out of work, that I was going to need her to drive me to Urgent Care, and that I loved her. Ten minutes later... the phone rings....It's my friend John.
Me - "Hello?"
John - "Hay man...do you need me to drive you to Urgent Care now?"
Me - "No man, that's okay, I am going to have my wife do it when she gets home."
John - "Are you sure?"
Me- "Yea.... why?"
John - "Because you sent ME that message, not your wife."
Me- "Huh? ... Oh man...!"
John - "Love you too....**sweetie**" (laughs)
Tracey came home, we got in the car, and off we went. Everything was normal on the way down, but the cough was getting worse and worse, and the pain in my chest and neck was epic. I did not want to take anything so that there would be nothing to interfere with my diagnosis or any medication they gave me.
Ok...now someone explain this to me.
When did it become okay to go out in public in your pajamas? When was it acceptable to go out in your slippers? When is it ever okay to talk to strangers like they are your best friends in the whole world and tell them things about you that no one needs to know about? When is all tact and etiquette just tossed out the window and comfort is the rule of the day? When?
At the Urgent Care Clinic... that's where.
After a very short 1.5 hour wait, I saw the doctor. He asked me what was wrong and I told him. He must have seen just how bad I looked, because he gave me a HUGE dose of antibiotics that is an entire series taken in just 5 days. He also gave me a cough syrup with a ton of codeine in it so I could sleep. I am grateful that the cough is gone now that I am taking the meds, and that for the first time in a week, I have some level of relief.
More later when I can think straight...
Off I go...
...to urgent care.. to see this nurse. I had to take the whole week off work because of this illness. I have already had it for one full week now...Super bonus points if you know who this is and where she comes from!
Good luck.
Sick and more sick..
I think from now on I am going to go out in public dressed like this guy. I swear it. I am so tired of being sick.It is not funny.
I got a cold a few weeks back and worked through it. No problem. I figured that the least I could do was power through one cold and stay working and all that. It went pretty well. I got better within a week and was back to normal with no real bad effects..... or so I thought~!
Life got very busy for me after that. I ended up working a bit too hard for a time, and started to feel the effects of doing that. I was not sleeping well, waking up with night terrors again, and generally not feeling like myself.
Last weekend in the midst of running around trying to be all things to all people, I had lunch with my brother at a little diner near his house. It was a nice lunch, filled with jokes, laughter, and we were served the best in greasy food, sweet soda, and the latest flu that going around. I started to get a sore throat within a few days after that lunch, and so did my brother. We both got the same sickness at the same time.
I have been coughing so hard that I have pulled the muscles in my chest and throat. I can barely breathe from the pain. Laying down is a miserable experience since every time I do it, the cough gets worse and worse. Eating is just as bad. I now feel as if I have eaten shattered glass, washed it down with kerosene, and lit my throat ablaze. There is no soothing the pain either. I think I was beaten with a bigger bag of hammers than the last time I got sick! To top it all off, when I cough, I get so dizzy that I almost pass out from the pain.
Lovely....
So to everyone who is worried about me, and has been wondering why I haven't been around, this is a partial reason as to why. Stress and PTSD, rounded out with sleep deprivation and night terrors give you the general picture of what I am going through right now. I have no idea what triggered all those problems, usually there is a trigger, but in this case I think its just being over worked and over stressed for too long. I know it sounds all so terrible and there is all this reason for concern, but trust me... I have been far more sick, far more depressed, and far more messed up than this and made it through just fine.
At least I still have my sense of humor~!
All work...
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