I need one of two favors:
1) put me in a coma until I feel better. Or...
2) remove my head and return it to me after it has drained and the pressure is gone. (this may take some time)
Yesterday, I couldn't take the pain any longer. I felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head. My head throbbed with every heartbeat, and I was functioning on about 2 hours of restless sleep. Luckily my merciful doctor agreed to see me after I whined to the receptionist that I probably have a sinus infection and I pregnant and can't take any medication. (Sudafed wasn't cutting it). The doctor took one look in my nose and said "you poor girl." And I started to cry. As if I didn't look attractive enough with the dark circles under my eyes and bright red Rudolph nose, I had to add the blotchy puffy face too. Nice.
I had been fighting with a cold for 3 or 4 weeks. It was mostly bad in the mornings, when the congestion would irritate my already heightened gag reflex and make me kneel at the porcelain throne every morning. It's funny, but except for two weeks early on I haven't felt nauseous, but have been puking my guts out every morning. On days I work, I have to set my alarm 30 minutes earlier than usual to allow for my morning gag. I feel for the women who have to do this their entire pregnancy. Not fun.
On Monday at work a weird alarm went off. I thought it was a severe weather drill and started to head to the cafeteria to wait it out. Managers started running through yelling "Get out of the building! Evacuate!" The thirty or so people from our area and the WROC went to our meeting spot between the fuel island and the main gas line and were told there was a bomb threat. That's just where you want to be standing in the event of an explosion, right? Cops, fire engines, bomb sniffing dogs from the airport all started to show up. They had to search the entire 1.25 million square foot facility by hand. The cops from out of town suited up in bullet proof vests, bomb helmets, face masks and carried M-16's. Then they realised they wouldn't know what would look out of place and asked the managers (dressed in shirt sleeves and gym shoes) to escort them. I found that ironic. Needless to say the search went on for close to 3 hours. Most people got a little sunburn fro waiting outside, but me? I had to try not to visibly shiver while waiting it out. I think thats what pushed the cold over the edge. By Monday night I definitely wasnt feeling too hot. Maybe I should file for workers comp? Haha. Tuesday morning wasn't so great, but by the afternoon I could pretty much function - as long as I had my box of Puffs nearby.
Wednesday was my OB appointment. My mom had offered to go in with me to help keep tabs on Menzie. I was glad she did because the vibration in the car reverberated in my skull and I thankfully handed my car keys over to her. Aren't moms great?
At the appointment the nurse worriedly questioned me on my weight loss (I'm now down 7 pounds, although I'm not seeing it coming off. Note to body: if I continue to lose weight, can you take it from my thighs?) I told the doctor about my sinus problems and he said he'd rather not give me an antibiotic yet, and thought that adult dimetap works great. Ugh. On the way home I stopped at the pharmacy looking for dimetap. Of course I can't find it and have to track down help. I'm told that they no longer make it because it can be used to make meth. Great. I ask the pharmacist if she can recommend anything else, and all I get is a suggestion on Sudafed. The same drug that hasn't helped for 3 weeks. Grr.
That brings me to the appointment with my doctor yesterday who kindly prescribed a z-pac AND told me I could take Musinex D to help clear things out! Hallelujah! He also wanted to put me on an anti-naseua medication, but I declined insisting I wasn't naseuas, I just gag on the crud at the back of my throat. (sorry for the description) He asked that I miss work ALL weekend and Monday. I am hoping that I feel better after Saturday to go back in, though. We'll see.
In good news, I am moving around some today, which is a HUGE improvement. I've got to be careful to move my head slowly or I get dizzy or die from the pressure. AND I have felt well enough to type this. I think I am afraid to stop typing for fear I will revert back to the old feelings once I stop. So, again I appollogize for the long winded post but, it did make me feel better! Thanks!
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4 comments:
oh you poor thing! I'm feeling nauseated just reading about it!
Oh, that just sucks! I'm so sorry you aren't feeling good! I'd offer to help out, but I'm pretty sure the little one has RSV again and I'm sure you don't want a piece of that! So, just know that I'll be thinking of you.
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