Seems like about all I've done in 2011 is be sick. It started end of January and lasted three weeks. Then Friday afternoon it started up again. By Saturday morning I was so miserable, I was awake at 4am, my head felt 4 times it's normal size, and I was seriously trying to cough up a lung. My lovely husband ran to the store and got me some DayQuil...and it knocked me out. I took it at 7am & was asleep about 7:30am...slept until 3pm. Gregg gave me another dose at 4pm & I was out like a light again! I thought this stuff wasn't supposed to make you sleepy!
But I hardly ever take anything stronger than aspirin or ibuprofen, so I have a very low tolerance to medication. I've been known to be knocked out by regular Sudafed...before they screwed it up because of the freaking meth cooks.
So, I'm just under a week with round two. It better not 3 weeks again. I'm really not good at being sick. I'm cranky, mean, short tempered, and will snap at everyone-and that's a good sick day. Poor Gregg & the kids, I really feel bad. I don't mean to be this way, but it's like all my filters are turned off & everything irritates the liver out of me, engage mouth & instant cranky.
Last night was not a good sick night & I was whiney & cry babyish...I really hate when I'm like that. I don't know how hypochondriacs do it, I can't imagine wanting to be sick on purpose.
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