Thursday, August 14, 2008

Woe is me

So, I was first like, no...I'm not going to blog about this because it is all negative and no one wants to hear. But then I was like, well, blogs are like journals and really, if someone doesn't want to read, then don't! I will apologize up front for any crude language or disgusting terms that come out. My real purpose here is not that people read and feel sorry for me (no, really). It's to vent. Because it hurts so bad to talk. Though I keep doing that...
People, I have strep throat. It sucks. So bad. My throat starting hurting on Sunday and Monday I noticed it didn't look "right," as in yellowish cottage cheese stuck to my tonsils. Super. Go to the doctor. Do you know what he says? "Wow. That's really gross. I don't even need to do a strep test! It's for sure what you've got!" That's nice.
I wasn't actually feeling too bad at that point, just a sore throat. But then, as I was reading to Henry before his nap, I started shivering. Over and over. Hmm, I thought. That's not normal. I got through the reading and fought to get him in bed and went straight to take my temp. 102.7!!! You have to know, I can't remember ever having a fever ever in my entire life. I just don't get sick like that. My mom can back me up on this.
Anyhow, THEN, for over 2 days, I had a headache and a fever of 102.something on and off as the Advil and Tylenol work and wear off. I had the chills, which really, isn't that fun. It made me feel even way more sad for when Henry had them with his fever. Then, once my fever was nice and high, I'd start sweating like a hog. Seriously. Last night Jim even felt the need to point out the bed was all wet. Lovely.
On that note, my husband is my hero. He took lots of time off from work, has put up with all my drama and hasn't complained once. Henry, to say the least, is LOVING having Daddy around so much and screams in protest when he leaves. Jim, you rock. I don't know how I would do it without you - ever. I love you!
Back to me. So if you look online, a dangerous and neurotic past time of mine, WebMD will tell you that most people will start to feel better after 24 to 48 hours of antibiotics. Interesting. Then WHY does my throat still feel like someone took scissors to my tonsils over 80 hours later!!!! I can't eat comfortably so I'm pushing food down my throat because I'm so hungry and cringing the whole time.
Today was actually the first day since early Monday that I felt I had any energy whatsoever. Yay! I did great all day. Then I started feeling tired around 5:30. Incidentally, that is right when Jim got home. Anyhow, I checked my temp before I got in the shower tonight and do you know what it said??? 100.2!!! WHAT?!?!?! Why? When will it end?
You think that is all there could possibly be, BUT YOU'RE WRONG! This is something that is truly uncomfortable. Women who have been pregnant will understand and I guess those of you who have fevers maybe have experienced this. My entire skin surface is super-sensitive. Like when you're pregnant, ladies, and you can't bear to face the shower stream. Again, mom, grandparents - I'm sorry. But my entire body! How not nice! And if something is remotely cold, get out of here! Seriously, I might slap it or the holder of it, whichever is easier to get to.
Do you know how hard it is not to kiss your baby for 4 days in a row?
Sigh.
Okay, I'm feeling a little better now. Not physically, but emotionally. If you even read all this, wow. I am really impressed. I know millions of people have strep throat right at this moment, but I don't know about them so I'm surviving in my bubble for now. Thank you, Blogger for allowing me this chance to vent my frustrations at sickness.
The End

9 comments:

Brazenlilly said...

Hey, that's what blogs are for! People can skip any post they want. I hope you are feeling better...again.

jbird said...

Hey, I'm a total stranger, and I read the whole thing. I'm sick too, so I feel your pain (and your indignance)! Take care... and get well soon!

Annie Schilperoort Photography said...

Oh Sweets!! I'm so sorry you're feeling so crappy. Thank the Lord for great husbands and flexible jobs, eh? Hope you are feeling better right now as I read this. Love you!

woosterweester said...

Okay, I could NOT skip a post with that title!:) My favorite part (actually, it made me laugh out loud) was when you gave a shout out to your hubby and then were like, "okay, back to me." Sounds like you're able to keep some sense of humor through it all, but there's no getting around it--it STINKS to be sick! You got a GOOD case of strep throat, girl! And on an unrelated note: You look like such an adorable mom! We've never officially met, but I can already see why Jen likes you.:) Take care!

sarah said...

I'm so glad you're doing a little better. Being sick stinks!

Anonymous said...

That was as solid a rant as I've heard in a long time. Hope you feel better. I'm glad I didn't get anything from when you were in here last week... :)

Michael and Delynn: said...

Steph, I'm so sorry about the strep. I've had it many times and it is the worst. I feel for you. I wondered if you were sick when I didn't see a new blog for awhile. I'm glad you're feeling better and you had such a good time at the zoo. Love, Aunt Delynn

Anonymous said...

Steph- - so sorry to hear about your illness, or at the very least feeling bad. you certainly are quite descriptive and colorful regarding your symptoms. I worked for Carnation for 32 years and NEVER saw cottage cheese in the situation you described. very glad you are doing better now. Some day if I remember i will tell you about the temperature I had when i was a wee lad.
love Grandpa Field

Anonymous said...

Oh, my poor baby...I feel like such a bad mother/grandmother 3,000 miles away, and I've been so out of touch that I didn't know you were sick. I'm glad you feel free to express yourself so descriptively. :>{ Again, we're so thankful for such a wonderful son-in-law that takes such good care of our daughter and grandbaby...Your trip to the zoo was a wonderful way to get back to life; the pictures are adorable...

love you very much,
mom