So starting Wednesday during the afternoon I started feeling...not right. I had to go help out at the theatre late that night, around 9 ish. Between coming home from work and leaving home for the theatre at 8:30 it all hit hard. Stupid me went to the theatre anyway. My back was hurting something awful, I couldn't sit still, my head hurt, I felt freezing cold, I was getting annoyed at anyone talking to me. I just wanted to go home and die. Finally Brendan forced me to leave and had someone drive me home. I got home and was shaking so hard I could barely change into pajamas. I took me temperature. 102. Bleh.
I pretty much went right to bed. (It was 11 by that point anyway) I tossed and turned and moaned and groaned all night, barely sleeping. (I was shivering and the body aches were more than I could bear.) I could barely wake up the next morning enough to call off work. I pretty much slept all day Thursday. My dear love came home on his lunch to check on me and bring me some cold drugs, soup, crackers, OJ etc.
I stupidly went to work Friday. I lasted 2 hours. But instead of going home I went to my doctor and waited around for 2 hours. I was in excruciating pain by then. Throat and body aches. (It felt like I was swallowing razor blades). THe tested for strep and the flu, both negative.
This is why I never go to the doctor. They can never find anything wrong with me. That stay in the hospital I had back in 2003, when I nearly died, they never had a true diagnoses then either. Talk about annoying!!!
So I'm finally starting to feel kind of ok again. The aches are almost gone and it's just the sore throat and cold symptoms now. However I looked in the mirror and kind of felt sick. I'm a weird color and look really gross. I've lost a scary amount of weight in 3 days and I'm pretty sure I'm dehydrated.
I'm aching to get back to normal, but I still feel pretty out of it. I'm forcing myself to get dressed and leave the house today at least and try to function and see how I feel. Ugh!!!