Holy Fuck Am I Ever Sick

The BBQ Pit
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This isn’t going to be much of a rant, because I can barely put two thoughts together, drugged as I am on sleep-inducing medications (which I pray will render me unconscious sooner rather than later).

I’m not looking for sympathy. Or pity.

Consider this more of an expression of, well, astonishment. It’s been quite a while since some nasty bug really kicked me on my ass, and it feels as if the microbes are making up for lost time. I’m actually weak, as in walking up an down a flight of stairs is really quite exhausting. I didn’t think I had nerves there, but I’m pretty sure I can now feel the end of each hair on my body, each of which, curiously, has grown a pain receptor just for the occasion. I’m back up to about a 102 to 103 fever, which, while not exactly raging, certainly is letting me know that I am this disease’s bitch, and it’s gonna ride me for all I’m worth. Attempts to eat solid food yield what is not becomming the predictable fountain of vomit, while more liquified faire comes out the other end if anything less viscous than when it went in. I am a quivering, sweating, stinking, mess.

Jeebuz freakin’ cripes! I’m so fucking sick it’s funny. It’s like, I gotta laugh, because it’s so absurd. I’m not dying. Nobody blew my leg off or something. But for fuck’s sake, I find it difficult not feeling a tad wretched at the moment. My apologies to those who have it worse off than I do right now. I’m just going to wallow in a wee-bit of self pity for a moment, and then try to remember to be more thankful about my normally good health when it returns.

I’m really, really hoping this breaks before New Years’ festivities begin. I was all psyched to ring in the New Year with fun and friends, not to be tossing up my spleen every half-an-hour without even the pleasure of extreme inebriation to justify my pain. Ah well, such is life. Here I lie, in near delerium, wishing all a Happy Fucking New Year. Or whatever. I dunno. I just can’t stop thinking that…

Holy fuck, am I ever sick! Sleep take me now! :smiley: G’night, and may the New Year find you well.

<bizarre for The Pit, I know, but where else am I gonna talk about vomit?>

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My sympathies are with you.

I, too, am sick. My ears are so stuffed up I have to ask my husband to shout so I can hear him. My throat is so sore that even chicken soup does not sooth it. My nose has run away and I cannot find it. I cough so hard it hurts my chest. I’m sitting here sipping orange juice and sucking on Ludens.

So here’s to the New Year: May be a healthier one for both of us. :slight_smile:

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{{{{Loopydude}}}}, I feel for you.

My friends and I were going to hang out in Times Square for New Years. But, here I sit with an Upper Respiratory Infection and Strep Throat. :mad:

I’ll stay here and be all bummed out with you. :frowning:

Feel better soon.

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{{{Loopy, Lavender and Shamrock}}}

While I’m not nearly as sick as you poor babies (how awful!!!), I sympathize with you a little. This cold I got just bitch-slapped me into next week. And I have other troubles to go with it, so the energy levels are at a negative 2 right now.

I’m thankful that it’s not worse, and I hope all of you get to feeling better very, very soon.

Bleargh.

Happy New Year, indeed. :wink:

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I know whereof you speak, Loopydude. I had that crud last year this time, and boy oh boy did I feel like I was dying. It was a particularly horrific illustration of the difference between a flu and a cold.

This year I got the Flu Mist nasal vaccine, and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that it keeps influenza away.

I hope you feel better soon!

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Crikey, you poor folks! :frowning:

Get a nice, comfy blanket or quilt, heat up a hot beverage, and grab a good book or fire up a great movie. Look at it this way – even Dick Clark is bedridden this year.

Here’s hoping you all get to feeling better by weekend’s end.

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I’m sickie too. I’m producing mass quantities of mucus which is either dripping down my upper lip or draining down my throat. I got up at 3 this morning because laying down makes my nose stop up. I can’t taste or smell anything, I’m sneezing and coughing, my throat is sore, my ears are clogged and I feel like I’m underwater.

My old standby, Alka Seltzer Cold Formula isn’t kicking this stuff quick enough.

aaaaaaa-choooo dammit, there goes the keyboard…

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I know exactly how you feel. This is what I have. My left ear (the one I use to hear with, because the right one refuses to participate to its fullest capacity) is starting to clog up and hurt. My throat is starting to ache, and my nose and sinuses are tingling/burning/itching.

I didn’t sleep for anything last night. I can pretty much guess how today will go: small burst of energy, do some things around the house, energy reserves drop to zip, nap, repeat ad nauseum. Oh, wait… I shouldn’t mention nausea. :smack:

I’m thankful that I don’t have a fever. That would do me in. Always does.

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[Grandma Murphy] Make me some tea? [/GM] :smiley:

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Tuesday, around 1pm. cough cough. Uh oh. It’s been downhill ever since.
I croak like a frog rather than talk. Actually I can now do a darned good Darth Vader/Grim Reaper type voice. Clients that had the misfortune to talk to me Wednesday and Thursday didn’t believe they were talking with a female.

One clients’ message sent me into a paroxysm of laughter, coughing, and wheezing. My boss thought I was having a fit and asked if I needed medical assistance.

Last night it moved into my sinuses and ears. I polished off the Nyquil and Vicks 44. Still could only sleep for two hours at a time until my head clogged up so I couldn’t breathe. LilMiss keeps coming after me with the thermometer- yes, I know I’m running a low grade temp TYVM. Tylenol Cold & Sinus is barely making a dent in the vast reams of mucus in my head. My jaw hurts from having to be a mouth breather.

I was supposed to go over to my parents’ house for NYE tonight, but I can’t be around my dad with this cold (his white blood count is down due to chemo), so I no longer have anything to do but lie on the couch and feel miserable. Or mizabul.

This sucks.

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I’ve had it for almost a freakin’ MONTH! Just when I was about to get over it, I had to fly up the UP of Michigan where it was 0 degrees F with howling winds and five or six feet of snow on the ground, and it was relapse city for me.

Now I’m getting better, but you wouldn’t believe the bloody mess that’s been coming out of my nose the last couple of days. I just hope it’s not my brains!

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As much as it tears me up to read about how you’re feeling, I’m so pleased to see you haven’t lost your sense of humor, Dazz.

You nasty, Dazz. You nasty.

:smiley:

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You leave the sink out of this, Sparky. :smiley:

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Well, great—so now you’re coming in here and spreading it around to all of us. :mad: Stay off the Boards when you’re contagious, okay?
:wink:

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C’mere, Thudlow, dahlink, and give Dazz a HUG! :smiley:

Cough, sniffle… sniffle… waaaaaaAAAACHOO!

I think we should turn this into a “Take care of the sick Dopers” thread, myself.

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There, there, my sweet babies…

Here’s some of Grammy’s chicken soup. Just sip it a little at a time.

Loopy, let me get a cold cloth for your forehead. When you feel like you can sleepy, just put it over your eyes. Here’s some Tylenol to get that fever down and some vicodin that I found in your bedside table that will help you not to care whether you’re sick or not.

Now, I will sing for you. Do you want the Brünnhilde
from Wagner again or would you like the mad scene from Lucia?

No, sorry. Those are your only choices.

Feel better soon! Enjoy those fever dreams!

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GAH! Now my skin around my nose and mouth is on fire from the constant nose-blowing. I just sent the hubby out for medicine, Lorna Doones and two John Irving books. My ears are itching like mad and I’ve aquired that lovely speech impediment from being stopped up. Does anyone sell some kind of Dremel attachment to bore out sinuses?

I’m hoping like mad the hubby doesn’t catch what I’ve got. He was just hired in his first Real Job With Benefits after being in the States for nearly 2 years. He starts Monday, and I don’t want him getting sick, dammit. Of course, he says he’s immune because he’s Scottish. :rolleyes:

I so didn’t need this. I was just starting to get better from another affliction of a different variety mention in another forum earlier this week. :frowning: Yeah, I’m sick and being a whiney bitch. Deal with it!

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Seeker, I’m having the same problem with my nose - my upper lip hasn’t been affected yet. My nose takes to bouts of just running like crazy, doesn’t matter how many times I blow. This is gonna sound crazy/gross… but ain’t nothin’ like sittin’ around the house with a tissue shoved partway up your nostril.

It ain’t purty, but it works.

Zoe, you’re a blessing. Thank you for the chicken soup. Mmmmm.

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Yep, I’ve done that. I was fair tempted to have the hubb get me one of those baby snot sucker thingies. To save my skin, ya see?

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Shit, I’m sick too. Started to get that phlegmy feeling in my throat last night and woke up with a horrible blend of the chills, malaise, fatigue, nasal congestion, and sneezing. I don’t get sick very often, so this kind of caught me off guard.

I just took a few capfuls of 'Tussin, so hopefully I’ll be feeling better soon. Don’t think so, though. Phooey.