Ok. So I’m whiny. I seriously get tired and exhausted when I get really sick. Last week I thought I had beaten the cold I had when I went to Toronto. At that point, it was just a cough and I figured it was nothing more than just allergies as the cough appeared more often in the evening. Then, I went to Kansas City and one of my students was really sick. By the last day, he looked like death had warmed over him. When I got back on Friday, I thought it was just allergies. I took some NyQuil and slept like a rock. But by Sunday evening, I was running a fever of 102F so I knew I wasn’t doing well. I called my boss to plan and prayed I could get enough sleep (which didn’t happen, of course). So by this morning I was less than happy. I ended up cancelling classes I was supposed to teach and go to a local clinic. Thankfully, I was covered enough that the visit and perscriptions only cost me $30.
What was nice was that the doctor was professional. When I mentioned I was on T (when asked as to what perscriptions I’m on) he didn’t bat an eye and said that it was unlikely to cause this. And that only the effects I’m seeing would be happening. So he ended up giving me an antibiotic (he thinks I have a combo of a viral and bacterial bug — the viral can’t be treated as you have to let it run the course but the bacterial can be treated). He also gave me a steriod nasal spray to help alleviate any asthma effects, something that I’m suspicious of partially causing problems with breathing lately because of NYC’s air quality. So I’m at home for the week, hacking up whatever lungs I have left, fightng off the fever, trying to break through my eardrums and resting.
Anyways, it may be a day or two before I have anything profound as I’m feeling rather stuffed in the head right now.