Now I have pneumonia

[QUOTE=Lightray]
Ugh, I hate that “walking pneumonia” moniker.
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As long as you can avoid also getting the Boogie-Woogie Flu you should be okay.

[QUOTE=Lightray]
Also, if you can’t sleep because your back aches (from fluid-filled lungs pressing against your ribcage; it sucks), try propping yourself up in bed so you’re half-sitting. I found it relieves the discomfort enough for you to fall asleep for a bit.
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It was the chest and back pain and not the recurring high fever that finally sent me to the doctor. Like I said, I think I cooked a few brain cells.

Oho-and then there is the pulmonologist who told me that I could go back to work, but to do nothing “strenuous”.
I told him I was a staff nurse.
He repeated that I could go back to work.
I insisted that I stay off week for one week.
He wrote me a script for that, almost rolling his eyes at it*.

I had a follow up with him 3 weeks later. I told him I was still quite fatigued and napping, but no more night coughing. I told him I was concerned.

He told me my fatigue was caused by my depression (of which he knows nothing, but knows I’m on Lexapro).

I almost told him to stick to the lungs and not stray into areas he knows fuckall about. Grrr.
I finally felt well again last week. I had pnuemonia in June. It’s not that I felt all summer as badly as I did in June, but I still lacked energy and needed a nap every other day.
*proving to me and to every other nurse I’ve told this story to that he has no clue what nurses do, but that’s another thread.

[QUOTE=Wile E]
As long as you can avoid also getting the Boogie-Woogie Flu you should be okay.
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That and Cat Scratch Fever. (Which is real, BTW, and I’ve had that, too.)

First time today I’ve felt up to posting anything. I appreciate the good wishes and to those of you who recommend rest, you are really on to something. Walking ten feet is about all I’ve been capable of; if I could find a place to sleep in the bathroom, I just might do it. I don’t think I’ve slept this much since I was a child----I like it, in a way but I don’t like the feeling of utter weakness that I’ve got. Oh, well, this too, shall pass or so they say. Thanks for the good wishes.