Blowing Blood Out Your Nose

The subject says it all. I woke up sneezing blood. That prompted me to fax the doctor at 6am “Call me when you come in!” I now have antibiotics for my sinus infection coupled with bronchitis. I also have a side order of laryngitis, but that’s just a bonus ailment: contract two, get a third free.

It’s all Gaby’s fault, you know. She was sick and she hugged and kissed all of in Vegas back on 13th. Now her, her husband, both of their kids, their work colleagues, and me all have some malady. Needless to say, we’re thrilled. Poor Andy went to the hospital Monday, and I wasn’t far behind.

I started as a sore throat followed by what appeared to be a cold. No such luck, let me tell you. It was an irritating but mild head cold. Then Saturday it morphed. Started coughing that night, and I thought to myself, this feels like my annual case of November Bronchitis. I get it almost every November like clockwork — since 1983. Couldn’t sleep more than 5 or 10 minutes at a pop, so I began flu treatments, hoping it was the flu. Hah! No such luck. Sleep came for 15 to 20 minutes a time followed by 30 to 40 minutes of hacking. Sunday night was much, much worse. All day Sunday I had a headache which grew worse and worse. That night was horrible, with the coughing and headaches. Woke up with the mother of all headaches — and even my migraine medicines didn’t work (three different kinds).

I tried to get out of bed, but my muscles didn’t want to cooperate. I felt like there was a 5000-pound anvil on my head. I was in some serious pain. I’ve had migraines, but this was some new hellish form of one. I know it’s some form because I had all the sensitivity and nausea that comes with it. Worse, my brain didn’t want to function* but after quite some time I finally managed to move, take more drugs, get downstairs and go to my car. I knew I was supposed to be driving to the urgent care clinic, or the emergency room. I ended up at work, proving how added my brains were.

I called the Doctor’s office but he was out of town Monday so I let it lie (big mistake) and went through another night of hell. And that brings us to the opening paragraph of this blog entry. I do not feel well. I’ve had less than 6 hours sleep in 3 days, and not any consecutive sleep hours.

Hopefully these drugs kick in soon.

*shut up — I heard that comment

Leave a Reply