I’m sick. Today is Day 7 of the the saga. This wasn’t a puny summer cold; this has been full on Sick with a capital S.
It all started last weekend when we went camping in Western Mass. It was probably 50 degrees at night and I woke up annoyed on Saturday and absolutely sure on Sunday that I was coming down with something. Chilly nighttime temps and my inclination to sleep with my mouth wide open are not a good combination. Also, I could not get warm at night so I slept like utter crap.
So on came a cold – a sore throat, a stuffy nose, insane sinus pressure, fitful sleeping. I took Monday off as a sick day and napped, sure I’d feel better by Tuesday. I kind of did. And then Wednesday was alright. But by Wednesday night, I knew somehow it was getting worse. The left side of my neck and ear were killing me. Thursday morning it felt like there was a bubble around my head and the pressure in my ear was unbearable. Still, I trooped dutifully to work only to turn back around a few hours later because my head was throbbing and I couldn’t hear anything. I spent the rest of Thursday in a cocoon in my bed in the fetal position. And then Thursday night on the couch in the fetal position, crying to John like a baby. Friday I went to the doctor and she confirmed I had an ear infection. She took one look with the instrument with a light on the end and said “Ahhh! This is the worst ear infection I’ve ever seen!” To which I dumbly replied “Oh good, so I didn’t imagine it.” “Um, no” she said. She prescribed antibiotics and sent me on my way. I started to feel better Friday afternoon/night. But then last night, while we were sitting on the couch, I distinctly felt all of my ear pain shift from my left ear to my right ear. “If this infection spread to my other ear, I am going to lose it” I said to John. But of course it did. So now I’m sitting here on the couch, feeling like there are now two bubbles around my head, swathed in a blanket like some hobo Andre Leon Talley. So what better thing to do than complain about it on the internet.
Here are some field notes from the last week:
1) Losing your senses is weird. I haven’t been able to hear, smell, or taste anything for 3 days. I feel like a baby bird who would definitely be dead if I were out in the wild. Morbid!
2) Wanting only comfort food while you are sick is real. My last like 20 meals have been soup. I don’t have the energy or appetite for anything else. And even though I can’t smell or taste it, it’s making me feel better.
3) Related: wanting to be comforted when you are sick is real. Yup, I cried it out. Several times. Being sick is just so frustrating – especially when you start to feel better and then get worse. John is a trooper for listening to me snivel and whine all week, and comforting my snotty, hacking self with hugs.
4) I have only been functioning in 2 hour energy bursts. At exactly two hours, I shut down and need to nap like some kind of weird robot.
5) I bought a neti pot. It’s very strange and has taken some getting used to, but I think it has made a difference with my sinus pressure. Of course, because I’m cooped up at home, I went down an internet rabbit hole about how safe and effective it is after I bought and used the thing. Some articles say it’s the best thing ever for your health, some say it’ll give you a brain amoeba and you’ll die. Go home internet, you’re drunk.
6) Go to the doctor! I never go to the doctor when I’m sick. I don’t really know what possessed me to actually go this time. I think deep down I knew what I had was really bad. I’m so glad I went, I don’t know how I would have been able to just let this thing pass without antibiotics (thank you, zpak!).
7) Sleep is hard. I have woken up, and been wide awake, between the hours of 2:30-4am every night this week – in a fit of coughing, because I can’t breathe through my nose, because of the stabbing pain in my ears.
8) TV is my friend. For some reason I haven’t been able to concentrate enough to read and listening to music is annoying because I can’t hear anything. But watching TV at top volume has been ok. I’ve watched Pitch Perfect three times, lots of HGTV, and somehow avoided all manner of Kardashians (usually my secret favorite thing to hate-watch).
9) Hydrating helps. I’m a naturally thirsty person but over the last week the amount of liquids I’ve drank is obscene. Tons of water, OJ, tea, EmergenC, Green Superfood, etc.
10) Will I ever get better? A week in and I’m done. I am so bored being at home, and want badly to return to the world of the living, but I have no idea how I’m going to muscle through next week if I’m not feeling 100%.