SnotFest 2009
I appear to be getting worse. I already realised I wasn’t feeling better Thursday and Friday, and on Friday afternoon, the baby I care for through the week got a fever again, despite being on antibiotics since Monday night or Tuesday.
It doesn’t help that I didn’t rest yesterday - I helped clean house a bit, then took B to a diner to load up on protein, then took him to the Tiki bar for six hours for his birthday drink-a-thon (I only had virgin drinks thankyouverymuch). During our stay at the tiki bar, even though all I did was sit in a chair, I could feel the symptoms worsening. It felt like I was breathing underwater. I felt fuzzy and discombobulated. I remarked to the people who’d been consuming alcohol that I fit right in, in that sense, because I sure as shit didn’t feel ’sober’. All the benefits without the making an ass of myself and hangover I guess…
After our last friends departed, B finished his last drink for the evening and I shuffled him off to the car, poured him into said car, and took him home.
HOWEVER! He was pretty damned drunk and wanted to go dancing. There was only an hour and a half left of Club Gossip, and B was rearin to go for it. He was singing and swinging at the air - getting pretty rowdy.
Not wanting to deal with a feisty drunk on my own, I decided to indulge him in his desire to go dancing, cuz I had no energy to go for a long ‘walk-it-off’ in the cold night air. So I drove us to the club and directed B to the water pitchers on the counter. Thankfully, within a short time after we arrived, the bar stopped serving alcohol, so I didn’t have to worry about B trying to keep his buzz going. He drank water, danced and worked off the drunkenness. YAY!
I ended up dancing - on the first song I danced to, my knee became really painful again. Definitely time to start wearing knee braces on a regular basis again. I danced carefully to about 5 or 6 songs, worked up a good sweat, and figured that might do wonders to getting the gunk out of my system.
Bar closed, we went home, I popped some NyQuil gelcaps and went to bed.
I noticed my neck was hurting again, too. It was from the dancing again, but made worse I’m sure by the fact that I can still feel that my lymph nodes are still swollen.
Slept til around 12:30pm, only waking cuz B was leaving for band practice.
I’ve had the Green Goo since Friday morning. I’m not waiting for another week to pass like the Interwebs tell me to before I see a doctor. I know I have a sinus infection. I know that anytime someone has a cold which infects me, that it WILL turn into a sinus infection, cuz I have a weakened immune system due to the Endometriosis. The thing which I got all through childhood and into my teen years was sinus infections and bronchitis. At the drop of a hat. BAM. sick.
This latest round took about 8 hours to floor me and put me in the current state of SnotFest. I felt it happening last Sunday and when I blew my nose, I had yellow boogers. I didn’t feel like death warmed over though. My fate was sealed as I felt further infestation on Monday when I went to work and dealt with a baby running a fever who’d been sick for days. She coughed or sneezed on me, a droplet hit my lower lip, and by evening time, I was horking sinus myself and the death was settling in at full speed ahead.
Wheeeee.
On the bright side, B didn’t have a hangover and had a really good time yesterday.