not the first time i've had strep throat, but definately the weirdest. i woke up thinking maybe i was catching a summer cold. my back was a little stiff and i felt a little sniffly. i made it through most of the day but by about 7:00pm really, really started feeling bad. i had no idea what it was, but it wasn't pretty. i'd gone to see a movie and when i got up to leave the world just kinda started spinning, my head was really pounding and i couldn't tell if i felt nauseous or not. by the time i got home i just wanted to lay down and go night-night. but i couldn't. i was burning up and layed there under a mountain of blankets shivering, unable to get warm. after about an hour of that fun i finally passed out. and woke up about 2 hrs later sweating and hot under all the layers. i figured the fever had broke and i was fast on the road to recovery.
sunday i woke up feeling pretty good, a litte headache but that was it. by about 7:00 though i was back to feeling like God's soccer ball. solid body ache, cold shivers again, felt like the back of my skull was going to blow off when i moved... at this point (being the ruff'n'tuff army guy that i am) the thought of going to the doctor still hadn't crossed my mind. i went to bed early again, and spent the night waking up every hour and switching back and forth from the bed to the easy chair, trying to ease my back pain. each time i woke up i was getting more and more troubled. something was seriously wrong and i couldn't figure out what. but it was REALLY starting to scare me. at about two or three in the morning i finally got it. the reason why my back was hurting so bad? because i'd been working my ass off! they were forcing me to stuff pillows into pillow cases and i couldn't do it fast enough. but i couldn't do it any faster. i'd worked out the fastest way to do it, laying on my side, holding open the pillow cases with my mouth while using my knees to hold the bottom of the pillowcase. then i could shove the pillows in with my hands. and what was wrong? i'd DONE alot of this pillowcase stuffing. the room should be filled with pillows. mountaings of pillows! but there weren't any pillows in the room. some damned bastard was breaking into my room and stealing my pillows and i couldn't stop him because i was so sore and stiff and tired and my head hurt so bad and what the fuck was going to do! i was already behind and someone stole all my pillows. serious panic time people!
this panic went on for a couple hours. and then came the sunrise. and somehow or another, reality. about 6:00am i figured out that i'd NEVER been that mentally fucked up before and i probably needed to go see a doctor. so i napped until the doctor's office opened at 8:00am, called and made an appoint for 11:00am and got in there. my normal doctor couldn't see me so i had this really friendly old guy who you could tell still really enjoyed medicine. to the point where he really didn't have the best bedside manner because he was more interested in the symptoms and what not. "so. your throat's really red. it could be strep. or west nile disease. but if it's west nile, we won't be able to find out for a couple of weeks. and then we can't do anything about it because it'd be virile. so we'll just treat it like it's strep. don't worry about anything." then his nurse came in and did the quick strep test, verified it and sent me on my way.
seriously? pillow thieves? scary bastards. don't try to stop them by yourself, leave it to professionals. professional pillow thief stoppers.
2 comments:
Dude, take the drugs. Drink lots of water.
That's one heck of an awful dream you were having! I had one like it when I was pregnant- I was eating towels...oh well- in a few months all was better :)
Hugs friend, hope you feel better soon. I was reading here last week while in SC- thought of you several times...sorry I couldn't post :0
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