So if being sick from all my cancer related stuff isn’t enough stupid body, you have to allow awful germs in to invade!
I’ve been sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sick since late Monday Feb 15. I started to feel lousy in the morning. Just weird achiness. But I had my prescheduled, every few month appointment with my SCT specialist, so I pushed aside my symptoms and went. I just thought it was treatment related aches, fatigue, headache, etc. I NEVER dreamed I was getting sick!
I registered a 98.9 temp there. Nothing to cause much notice. (I did take note tho, since I “normally” run normal or bit below.) “Relatively good” appointment with wonderful staff. I’ll update on my details next post.
I began to feel rotten while driving home. Worse when we got home and when doing all our usual evening animal chores. I still didn’t think I could be getting sick! Not me!
THEN it HIT! It really HIT! You know when a fever is real and it’s invading. Moving in. Taking Over. You just feel so awful. Your body just aches all over, and there’s little relief. You hurt from the inside out, and the outside in.You can’t function. Nothing helps. Nothing relieves. You start begging for relief. Bargaining with the “germ g*ds”. Promising all kinds of things, if the pain can just GO AWAY.
I didn’t realize how doomed I was. But I hoped for the best, took some Jr strength Tylenol, and pretended I’d be fine in the morning. I got worse. And worse. Each day, each night. It got worse. I sent a message to my oncology office. They called. I couldn’t even answer the phone. I was soooooooooooooo sick. I should have gone to ER, Urgent Care. But I barely made it from my bed to the bathroom to the couch, etc. I kept popping Jr strength Tylenol and Advil to take the edge off the fever. When it wore off, I’d take my temp. 102, 103+. I hadn’t felt this awful since…. I don’t know… maybe my out of remission bug in 2013? Hawaii hotel disaster 2012? SCT fevers 2010? Just awful. Just fever awful. I couldn’t eat. Hydrating was a huge effort.
Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs, sick sick sick sick. Fever sick. Not much else. A cough here and there, but not an awful cough. Just an awful fever. I should have gone to be checked, everyone says. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t function, communicate, do much of anything. I haven’t felt this awfulness in years… Jim gets sick too. We’re messed up. What a great life. The weather is stunningly beautiful outside and where am I? I can’t believe what has happened to me on so many levels.
Friday my fever finally broke a bit and came down between 102-100.
Saturday down more to 100-99. Starting to think I’ll make it.
Sunday, today, down to 98.9. I finally called the “Nurse Advice Hotline”. They couldn’t believe what I’ve endured this week. It was “highly” recommended I go in and be checked.
We’re going in now…
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