I finally recovered from the UTI-causing flu like symptoms sometime Sunday morning. I woke up and knew right away that awful heavy feverish achy feeling was gone. While I was not bounding with energy by any means, it felt great to feel better. While I was eager to start catching up on my to-do list that had built up over 4 weeks of incapacitating illness, I knew I needed to rest up so I could return to work Monday morning. After packing away all the “sick sprawl” items (thermometer, towels, medicine, blankets, etc.) I relaxed for the rest of the day, although I did make dinner to give Jeffrey a break from his round the clock care of me and…well everything.
Monday morning, I woke up with a cold. Yup…fourth ailment in a row (following intestinal block, ureter blockage, and UTI.) But I managed to get myself to work and have continued to do so, trudging through the work week coughing and sniffling all the way. If I hadn’t just missed a week of work, I might’ve allowed myself one day off to rest, but no such luck. Besides, although it sucks, after everything I’ve been through recently, this cold is easy to tolerate. It’s not very debilitating, and other than being tired (Still? Again?) I’m functioning. I’m taking dome cold meds and downing some Apple Cider Vinegar and Silver every day to try to mitigate the length of this cold.
I absolutely NEED to feel better by tomorrow morning (Friday.) It’s my pass day, and Monday is Veteran’s Day, so I have a 4 day weekend and I have a LOT to do around the house, both cleaning and organizing. I cannot spend yet another valuable weekend laying around catering to some illness or other.
I had a check-up with my GI yesterday after work, a follow-up from my hospital stay due to the intestinal block 3 weeks back. While my surgeon has basically given up on me and concluded the only thing for me to do to avoid future blockages is have surgery to place a full time ostomy (something I accept as probably inevitable but still want to hold off as long as humanly possible, and definitely until after I retire) my GI disagrees and wants to send me to the Cleveland Clinic in Ohio to see a specialist. (Oooohhhh! Look at me! Mr. I’m so medically special I need to go to a fancy schmancy Clinic in another state to be evaluated.) Not sure if/when this may happen (Doc has to get Clinic to agree to see me and my insurance has to agree to cover it) but I’m game. I will do anything to maintain my health (such as it is) as much and as long as possible. And, hey, I’ve never been to Ohio.
Sorry for all the med crap. Not sure when this blog converted to “Sassybear’s Sickness Journal,” but I’m as sick (pun intended) of writing about it as you all probably are of reading about it. I promise to start blogging about things that don’t involve my internal organs or bodily fluids again.
Here’s a handsome fellow to reward you for schlogging through this mind-numbing health update post.