As of today, I’ve been sick for 8 weeks. A frustratingly long time. I didn’t know what was wrong with me until Sunday when the ENT specialist called to tell me it’s a staph infection in my throat. Thankfully not the “bad” staph. So for 8 weeks I’ve dealt with a constant sore throat, headaches, lack of appetite, exhaustion, & low grade fevers. Ridiculous. After 4 visits to the doctor [3 to my regular family doctor & one to the ENT last Thursday] I finally have a diagnosis.
I started antibiotics yesterday morning but had an allergic reaction that got worse after taking the 2nd pill last night. I had to use my emergency inhaler to open my airways and take Benadryl to counteract the extreme itchiness. The breathing thing was scary and I’m still not back to 100%. I will start a different antibiotic tomorrow night [the ENT said to immediately throw out the first one and wait 48 hours before starting the new one].
The highlight of the past 2 months was the 5k mud run I did with Abbie. Other than that I’ve been going to work, eating, & sleeping. Like literally nothing else. Working full days started taking a toll last month so I started going to bed as early at 6pm and sleeping hours and hours of my weekends away. Total nerd life. For the past 2 workdays [Friday & today] I had to leave at noon to come home & sleep. My husband Jim has been a saint through all this ♥ ♥ ♥ – I love you soooooooooooooooooooo much, hubby!!! I hope the 2nd antibiotic helps me and that by next week I’ll be feeling like my old self.
With that said, I still feel lucky. With all the bad, awful, heart wrenching things going on in the world today, 2 months of being sick is nothing. Every day I am thankful for my life, my husband, my job, my house, my family, my pets, my friends, my car, & [usually] my health. Every day.