Marginal Monday

It’s funny how the cure can sometimes be as bad as the ailment. I started taking the second antibiotic on Thursday and felt somewhat better on Friday – enough to accompany the husband to Pittsburgh. By Saturday morning it was clear something wasn’t working. My head was throbbing (sinus infection), my face was hot, the rest of me was cold, and I needed plenty of naps. Then sometime after the second antibiotic dose of the day, the stomach started to turn.

On our way to the city to meet his daughter, who was presenting at her first conference, I had to pull over. I felt slightly relieved, but that’s always short-lived. I couldn’t even think of eating at the restaurant (Eleven, which has an incredible menu). I was deteriorating and worse, I didn’t know why. Somewhere just before dessert, I asked to head to an ER. Luckily, Pittsburgh has any number of exceptional hospitals, so we were within quick commute of one.

Once there, they determined I wasn’t suffering anything beyond the medication’s side effects (and the sinus infection). I decided there would be no more of that second medication. If it’s not staying down, there’s no point. However, the doctors (except for the older, more sensible one) recommended I take anti-nausea pills and continue the antibiotic. Nothing doing. I don’t like taking medicines unless absolutely essential. The older doctor, also a minimalist, said if it were his decision, he wouldn’t take it, either.

Sad to have spent two days in my favorite place and not enjoy much of it. I was able to eat on Friday, though not much. I was feeling a little off then, too.

Yesterday when we got home, I went right to bed and slept. We had a light dinner, then an early bedtime.

Today I’m feeling well enough to finish my article. I’m about 90 percent, so there will be some lulls in my energy. That’s when I’ll crawl in bed and rest until I feel bored or guilty. Guilt is usually a sign for me that I’m well enough to get up. Boredom isn’t because who doesn’t get bored when they’re lying there sick with nothing to do but sleep and stare at the ceiling?

Was your weekend okay?

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  • Cathy Miller March 5, 2012 at 1:30 pm

    A heck of a lot better than yours, Lori. I am so sorry you are feeling so lousy. Please focus on getting better.

    Th weather was gorgeous and supposed to hit mid-60s today so I am stoked about that. The week appears mellow-enough work, but not insane.

    Thinking good, healthy thoughts for you, Lori.

  • Lori March 5, 2012 at 2:57 pm

    Sounds like a lovely day in Idaho! Wish I was there to enjoy it, too. 🙂

    Thanks. I'll be fine once the meds are empty.

  • Damaria Senne March 5, 2012 at 4:01 pm

    I had a good weekend. Rested most of Saturday puttering at home. On Sunday I helped paint my bedroom, looked for a new gas cooker and replaced our electric stove with it.

  • Paula March 5, 2012 at 5:00 pm

    I hope you're 100% soon, Lori.

    My brother works for a major pharmaceutical company. For a long time, one of his core products was a powerful antibiotic – one of the ones known to cause extreme stomach upset. One Christmas Eve he decided not to go to a big Christmas party some friends of the family host each year. Their grown daughter had flown home for the holidays, but wasn't at the party. She had bronchitis and was resting in the other room, but the antibiotics were upsetting her stomach. Another guest said he'd just had bronchitis,too, and had a bad reaction to an antibiotic. The daughter soon stumbled out to say hi. They commiserated long enough to discover they were on the same antibiotic….and it was the one my brother repped. Our friend looked at my sister and me through her fever-glazed eyes and said, "Your brother is so luck he's not here. I'd kill him."

    My weekend was unproductive. Spent most of Saturday on the phone with my sister, who was dealing with a small emergency. Sunday I pretended to work but got next to nothing done. I wish I had, since I have 6 articles to work on this week.

  • Lori March 5, 2012 at 5:50 pm

    I'd love a weekend like that, Damaria. 🙂

    Paula, misplaced anger. He didn't MAKE the drug – he's merely selling it. They don't make everyone ill. I'm sure lots of people take this one without the same miserable results I'm having.

  • Anne Wayman March 5, 2012 at 7:36 pm

    Yikes Lori, no fun and all, and not taking the second antibiotic sounds like it makes sense… hang in there and get more rest.

  • Wade Finnegan March 5, 2012 at 8:42 pm

    Get better soon! I'm battling a bad head cold. It feels as if I get rid of one thing, then catch another. The germs are everywhere in the school. Otherwise, the weekend was uneventful, which is good because we're heading to Washington next weekend for a hockey tournament. The end is in sight and I have enjoyed it immensely, but it is time for a break.

  • Lori March 5, 2012 at 9:51 pm

    Wade, I hope the cold clears up fast! I hate those, as well. Hopefully you'll feel full steam by next week!

    Rest? What's that, Anne? LOL Not to worry – I'm trying to take it easy.