It's funny how your perspective changes when you're actually walking in someone else's shoes. I used to envy people who were stuck in bed for more than a day or so. Like when a pregnant woman is on bed rest.....how sweet would that be? (No flames please---I really didn't know). I thought that there would be time to nap, time to watch mindless tv shows, time to choose from the long reading list that has been accumulating.
I was SO WRONG! Omigosh, what an idiot I've been all this time. I offer my apologies right now for my ignorance.
Saturday morning I woke up all excited to go to the karate demonstration at the Good Neighbor Festival in Middleton. Hunter had rehearsed with the other participants on Friday night, and things were looking really good. I especially love the weapons demonstrations and the extreme martial arts maneuvers. Flips and twists and spins, oh my. So I roll out of bed and think "What? What is this? My head is throbbing, my entire body aches from my hair to the pretty pink polish on my toes, my throat was sore and I had this cough that sounded like it came from a Neanderthal. What the heck?" I was perfectly healthy on Friday night when I crawled into bed.
Ok, so maybe coffee will help. First sip.......OMIGOD!!!! It burned. My throat felt like someone had rubbed it with sandpaper. Back to bed for me----I still had a couple of hours before I needed to get ready. So I slept. And slept. And slept and slept and slept. I slept all day and all night. Then I woke up Sunday morning yawning and exhausted. How could this be? You'd think it would actually feel good to get all of that sleep. I figured that my body must really need it if I could fall asleep at the drop of a hat.
Much to my despair, Sunday was a carbon copy of Saturday in terms of how I felt, but instead of being able to sleep, I kept changing positions trying to get comfortable. I needed the least amount of skin possible to touch the mattress. I hurt everywhere. Think by late morning I had pumped myself up enough to shower and head out to look for a new washer & dryer (see prior post). Kept a water bottle with me, as every time I felt like I would pass out, I took a sip. Got the dang things ordered and am anxiously awaiting Thursday delivery & Friday install.
***Pictures will definitely accompany my post later in the week when I have 13 loads of laundry piled up. No pictures today of me, as nobody would want to see that! This is supposed to be funny, not scary.***
Surely I would feel better on Monday, but no such luck. Woke up at 5 am, then promptly fell back asleep until 8:30.....right when my doc's office started answering calls. I was lucky enough to get in for a 10:30 appointment. Is there anything worse than noisy children in a waiting room when you're sick and your head feels like it's about to spew lava? Someone take them over to peds, before I do it myself. Ah, here comes the nurse & she leads me into a room. Checks vitals & I let out a yell when she uses a blood pressure cuff. My skin hurts, my muscles hurt. Ouch. Doc comes in and determines that she doesn't know what's wrong with me. Are you kidding??? Probably not influenza, most likely not pneumonia, did a strep test and we're awaiting results.....sent me on my way saying that it probably viral and that I need lots of fluids and rest. What have I been doing for the past couple of days? Sleeping, sipping and peeing. That's it. I want to be able to breathe, walk and talk without every inch of me hurting. Please give me something (yes, I understand the placebo effect and I'm good with that). But no, rest and fluids. I'm trying to be patient, but this is the third day. There is absolutely nothing enjoyable about lazing in bed when my head hurts too much to read, and there is nothing good on TV. My saving grace was Food Network and HGTV, but even that got old after awhile.
Back to bed I go once again. I'm guessing that once I'm more lucid, I'm going to read this post and wonder who wrote it. I've only had a low-grade fever----is that enough to make me delirious & delusional? I know I will feel better tomorrow. I know the power of positive thinking and how there might be a 2 or 3 day delay with my positive thoughts being destroyed by a virus. lol--that's my theory. So it's back to rest, fluids and many trips to the loo.
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