….I do not like being off school, sick….
But today my Dr threw quite a wobbly with me and gave me one of her ultimatums. Either it was a case of knock this infection on the head and stay at home, in bed resting another week, allowing the anti biotics to work, or I’d just continue to get sicker and no doubt end up in hospital for Christmas. Again. Something which has been quite a usual November/December pattern for me.
So maybe I’m learning my lesson the hard way by having to give in and Julian has contacted my colleagues telling them I’m of sick again this week. Doesn’t make it any easier for me to be home and still so unwell and in so much pain.
She’s a tough cookie Dr-I didn’t get a tremendous amount of sympathy. And she did not find it at all amusing that my lungs-particularly the right one, are purring away. And she didn’t laugh when I said ‘maybe I am a cat’. Ugh! Where was she when the sense of humour was given out! She doesn’t even think I did have ‘the flu’-I know I blogged that I was a little uncertain myself as my chest was just so bad. She thinks I developed a pneumonia and didn’t know it, and if I’d seen her earlier than after having been sick through half term week, it wouldn’t have taken such a hold. Who knows!
You should have seen her face when I told her I’d had to go to school last Thursday because I was playing in a concert! Priceless!
So I’m stuck on the impossible to swallow Clarithromycin for another week and we’re treating this as a case of pneumonia because I have so much fluid, pain and fever still. Got some mighty strong codeine based soluble pain killers too. And quite likely tomorrow I will go and get this x rayed as I do not have much faith in this pain subsiding. The codeine has so far not helped one bit.
….But, hey ho, this is ME! I bounce, I’m hanging in here, and watch out, school…I’ll soon be back, but not before I have gone square eyed in front of another week of daytime TV!….