So, I am sick.
Pretty sick. And miserable. And gross.
I spent most of Saturday taking some of the tests for my teacher licensure, and then got to spend a few glorious hours fishing at the lake with D. I sort of knew something was up when I started getting unnecessarily crabby about getting attacked by bugs after the sun went down, but figured that it was just due to not enough sleep/stressful tests. In the car on the way back, I decided to shut my eyes for a few minutes. Well, when I woke up, I had the WORST scratchy throat and my ears hurt. This is not totally out of the ordinary for me, as I do have allergies, so I just chalked the crappy feelings to a day outside without the aid of Allegra and not enough sleep.
Then I woke up yesterday.
I FELT LIKE I WAS ON FIRE, and CHOKING.
After being awake for a few hours, I decided that I really did need to see a doctor and I was off to the local urgent care clinic, which, Praise the Lord, is open on Sundays. After a few hours of waiting (not that I am complaining, I was just happy they were open, and I felt so shitty I didn’t care where I was) the Doc determined that I have a throat infection. So, back home for rest, fluids, and feeling like I was being burned alive. Seriously.
I’m not sure what germs have invaded my body, but really, if they could just leave, that would be grand. I spent the whole afternoon/night yesterday feeling like my head was reeling. So since it made me dizzy to sit up, stand, or even lie funny, I spent most of my time laying on the couch, feeling like I was on fire. Seriously. I have never felt that hot in my life. My temp was pretty high, but luckily, it never got so high that I really felt like something was wrong. I’m still not convinced that I don’t have a touch of the flu, because I have been really achy.
Today, I feel better than yesterday, mainly because my throat is not quite so sore and my temp has gone down to the 99.5 range, which does not make me feel like I am being burned alive. I may have to send D out to the store for some tylenol in a bit, because I have already taken the max dose of ibuprofen, according to the bottle. (Apparently you aren’t supposed to take more than 6 in 24 hours. Had I read those instructions, I would not have taken 3 at one time.) I don’t usually take tylenol (just because I feel like ibuprofen has more of an effect on me) , so the only bottle of it that I could find expired like 2 years ago. Oops. I should also probably eat something besides skim milk with ovaltine in it (which my WONDERFUL mom bought for me yesterday, thanks mom!) but I really don’t have an appetite at all. I don’t know, it’s like I WANT to eat, but everytime I start to eat something (other than popsicles, skim milk with ovaltine, and sprite) it’s like my stomach just clams up and says “uh-uh, no way in hell, not right now”. Which sucks, because I think part of the dizzy feeling is from plain old not eating.
I hate being sick.
If you know me in real life, STAY AWAY (except for poor D, who is not sick, but contaminated already) I would REALLY feel like shit if I gave this to anyone else.
Oh, did I mention that NO, I did NOT get sick when it was 18 degrees F outside here, but I DID get sick when it was sunny and 85?