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The whole dang town just needs to be quarantined!
March 14th, 2010
Alternate title: But I don’t feeeeel good!
I know that I JUST said that I hate whiny blogs about sick people, but come on–this week has been unreal!
Thursday 3/4: Talk to good friend whose little girl has strep throat. We have already agreed to watch this child over night the upcoming weekend. tell friend that as long as she is 24 hours fever free, it will be fine.
Friday 3/5: We meet playgroup for picnic at park. Hear tales of strep and stomach bug flying through local schools. Let my kid eat his lunch without washing hands since we are on a picnic!
Saturday 3/6: Son has his first friend ever spend the night. She is 48 hours fever free. Also, hear that Grandma has nasty stomach bug. Poor Grandma!
Sunday 3/7: Go on picnic with my family! Son steps in mystery vomit on the merry go round. Ew.
Monday 3/8: Get call from Doctor that my gallbladder sucks. Great. Consult scheduled to have it yanked out. Kid seems extra whiny.
Tuesday 3/9: Son wakes up with a cough and 99.3 degree fever. I send him to preschool anyway. It is not even a real fever, right? Pick up son from school with a 101 degree fever. Oops. Also, Grandpa now has nasty stomach bug. My dad is at their apartment caring for them.
Wednesday 3/10: Son’s fever is worse. Take him to doctor where his strep culture lights up faster than Woody Harrelson. I have low grade fever. Husband’s throat hurts.
Thursday 3/11: I have doctor call in antibiotic for my obvious case of strep. I take first pill of amoxicillin at 6ish. Hear that Dad now has nasty stomach bug. There is a shocker.
Friday 3/12: I wake up itchy. I go to bathroom and discover huge, red, softball sized welts all over me! I freak the hell out. Call Mom. She is busy caring for my sick dad. Call Arwen’s mom (a nurse), advised to stop antibiotics and call doctor immediately. I do that. Swelling gets worse. I pack up still sick three year old and run for the doctor’s office. There The Son finds gum stuck under a chair in the waiting room and plays with it! I try to sanitize him with purell and kleenex. Nurse gasps at my lumps! Am now officially allergic to things that end with -cillin. This is no longer a mystery! Get huge freaking steroid shot in ass to keep allergic reaction from getting worse. Advised to not take any antibiotics for at least 24 hours. Still have strep throat. Oh, but won tickets to see a ballet on Sunday night. Hear that JHJ is sick, sorry about that JHJ.
Saturday 3/13: AWAKE! Steroids make you unable to sleep! I got a whole truckload at one time delivered to my left butt cheek! I AM AWAKE! After zero sleep I am clearly thinking clearly, so I demand my family dress all in green and drive to Capital City for a St. Patrick’s day parade. It is cold. We all feel like crap, but fun must be had-damnit! Call mom on way to Capital City to secure childcare for Sunday night’s ballet. Stand in cold for an hour watching bagpipes and people who have painted their dogs green. End day by taking child to a birthday party–we had already bought the gift!
Sunday 3/14: Awaken to weird burning feeling all over my face. Look in mirror and resemble an heirloom tomato. Fever is back. Throat hurts. Hightail it to pharmacy to fill -cillin free antibiotics. PharmD says that the steroid shot made me uber sensitive to sunlight and I got fried at parade. Fun. Scary red lumps? check. Red burny face? check. Infected throat? check. Messed up gallbladder? Yup. Oh and just for kicks, pms.
Call to ensure babysitter for tonight, oh hell yeah I am still going, I WON these tickets. Mom has nasty stomach bug. I have no sitter. I want to cry. Am also contemplating never going over to the house of vomit again. Ick. Sorry Mom. Hit the phones and facebook looking for a sitter willing to come to my abode of germs. BiL comes through! YAY! I am sick, but enjoy the show anyway. Heck, I think it made it better!
Okay, you are all caught up. We are still alive–and I am going to be well enough to sanitize this house tomorrow because the madness must end!
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Hoping you’re all feeling better pronto!
Every time I lay on my left side (my default and preferred sleeping position), my left lung fills, burbling, with fluid, like the bottom half of some ungodly hourglass. I’m drowning in lung juice.
Hoping it’s something benign and paranoia, instead of something bad and justified concern. No health insurance and no money for a doctor.
Ugh! Glad you enjoyed the show! I was on steroids for 15 days last year and I think I got about 3 hours of sleep each night. I spent the whole two weeks sleeping in the guest room so I could at least read from 1 a.m. until the alarm went off without disturbing the hubby. NOT fun times!
Well…as “luck” would have it, I’m home sick today with stomach issues. I’m not sure if it’s food poisoning or some sort of rotten bug, but I was up every couple of hours last night puking my guts out (sorry).
When I went to Walgreens to pick up some Pepto (tablets…the liquid makes me hurl), I threw up in their parking lot 7 times before heading home. I felt bad for the guy in the car next to me, because he watched the whole episode.
I hope you all feel better!
Wow…glad I read your blog else I’d still be operating on the Cliff Notes version of last week. (See that snarky, yet loving, smile on my face as I type?)
Hey, wait a minute…I wasn’t finished.
Sorry you’ve all felt so bad, wish FFiL and I could have been there to lend a hand (or two or four) in “youse guys’” hour of need.
Ugh…hang in there! Everyone we know has been sick lately, too!