It started Wednesday morning with a slight sore throat, but I felt fine enough to get through the day. It got a little worse as I drove to class, but I still headed downtown because doctoral classes are important and I didn't want to miss out. However, during my first class, which lasts an hour and 15 minutes, I got the chills and started to feel horrible. When we transitioned to our next class I told my professor that I really wasn't feeling well and needed to go home. She was fine with it and the telltale sign that I was really sick was that I didn't care at all about missing class in the slightest (and usually I am such a nerd and won't even leave to use the restroom unless it's an official break).
On the way to the car I got so cold my teeth were chattering and I was totally shivering. I cried the whole way home which was pretty painful considering how sore my throat had gotten. I got home around 6 and went to bed and proceeded to sleep 15 hours. Thankfully we did not have school on Thursday and Friday was our grading day, so we were able to check out and work from home. I saw the doctor Thursday afternoon (my friend Jill drove me and was kind enough to wait SO long for them to do everything). I thought I was going to pass out as the guy was checking me in since we had already waited in line for a long time. I hadn't eaten anything, so I sat down on the floor with my back to the counter while he completed my paperwork.
Then I had to bring my papers over to the nurse treatment door, where we had to wait another 20 minutes or so for them to call me. At least I got to enjoy the best beach smoothy ever while I waited. I got the strep test (which by the way is so awful) and then I had to bring it over to the laboratory so they could analyze the results. When we got there we had to take a number (like at the deli counter) and wait for it to be called. It took about 15 minutes for them to call my number and then once I gave them my test thingy they said I would have to wait another 30 minutes.
Once they came out and said it was positive, they told me to go over to the pharmacy to get my prescription. I waited in line, gave them the info and they told me to wait on the chairs. 45 minutes later, we were still waiting! I got back in line and was seriously ready to tell them I was about to throw up or something just to get them to get the lead out but finally the pills were ready.
I have spent the last two days in serious pain. It feels like there are knives in my throat each time I swallow. I have chills, sweats, dizziness, body aches, and a headache. For some reason strep totally kicks my butt. I have gotten it a few other times as a teenager/adult and it has been the same horrible mess each time.
Yesterday I started to feel a bit better, but my throat still really hurts which makes it hard to eat and drink. It's hard to feel better without any fuel, so I pretty much hung out on the couch and watched tv all day.
I had been looking forward to a relaxing 4 day weekend and I saved a lot of my school work to do with all of that time. Now I feel the pressure to get stuff done because two days just went by without much productivity at all. The funny thing is, I am really happy that if I had to get this sick, it was on a long weekend, because I cannot even imagine having to write up plans and take care of business with school while feeling this sick. I am so happy that it was not part of this crappy week. Although I am not getting to go out because up until today I was still contagious, spending the entire day under a cozy blanket watching tv is not that bad of a way to spend a day. I just wish the horrible knives in my throat were not a part of it.
The good news is that ice cream is pretty much the only thing that tastes good so I have an excuse to eat lots of it :0)
Hopefully I will start to feel better today because I have had enough of this strep crap. The worst part of it all is that when my husband gets sick, I take such good care of him and make multiple trips to the store for whatever he needs or feels like eating, I make him tea, bring him everything in bed etc. When I get deathly sick, of course it's when we are living in different countries! I think he owes me some pampering over Christmas break just because!
What do you think is the nicest thing to do for a friend who is sick?