It has been almost a week since I sat down to update my status here. It's odd, I don't remember thinking I had a fever last Friday night but I probably did. Saturday, I woke with a nasty cough, worse than the one from Friday. So I headed out to get something for it, along with ingredients to make food to visit Mother Pie in the nursing home on Sunday.
Later Saturday, I alternated my coughing and hand washing routine with making baked mac and cheese and a chocolate peanut butter bar. I was supposed to make a pecan bar or tassies but I ran out of energy and decided to make them Sunday morning. That never happened, as I coughed all night Saturday morning and by Sunday just felt lousy. I didn't have a fever and wasn't really sick other than the cough but I just had no energy. So I cancelled Sunday plans and watched TV most of the day.
Monday morning I headed to work but the cough was still nagging. It just would not let go. It wasn't even a cough that went with a sore throat or was full of congestion; it was just a cough that rocked my rib cage and had my sides aching. I gave up and called the clinic to see if they could give me something for it. The nurse called back late in the day to say he had a cancellation and they could see me instead. So I left work, headed out, and expected to be on my way home within the hour with a bottle of cough syrup.
Instead, an hour later I was sitting in Xray, and after that picking up an antibiotic for pneumonia. How do you get pneumonia without really feeling sick? I took the antibiotic and boy what a mess that made. I itched all night and it wired me so bad I did not sleep. By morning, I was in a rigid awake state and feeling horrible. I called back in to the clinic and told them there was no way I was taking another one of those. So I spent a second day in the clinic, getting a shot of steroids, a breathing treatment, and a week's supply of prednisone. I went back to work today but I am still pretty tired. Today was also the first day I have eaten anything other than soup since Saturday.
I dropped to 205.6 yesterday but this morning was back up to 206.4. I expect to be up even further tomorrow as the last time I took prednisone, the weight gain was continual. I decided starting back on the strict Scarsdale plan this week was not in my best interest so I am continuing to eat within reason and try to regain my strength. I hope by the weekend to feel a bit more like myself and get back to a normal routine.
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