02 August, 2010

Never, ever, ever do I have a dull moment

Ha! Why should I be stuck with only strep throat? It's me - nothing is ever normal! So fever and throat kept getting worse. Went back to dr's on Friday (and had to cancel my trip to VA for the wkend which sucked) and it turned out that in addition to strep, I developed infections on my tonsils. So after blood tests and more of the dr feeling how large my glands had swollen, she switched me to Biaxin. She also mentioned that if I got worse over the weekend I'd have to go to casualty to make sure I didn't have an abscess. Now the problem here is she mentioned the A word. It's illegal to mention the A word near me, b/c somehow my body gets ideas from it.
Well, thankfully my throat improved over the weekend, but why leave things like that? If something is getting better, then something else needs to get worse, right? Well that's my body's inane logic. So of course the bum started to hurt. I tried to ignore it, figured it was b/c I was spending a lot of time on the couch, blah blah blah. It's easy to try to rationalise these things away. Of course it never works.
So today I went back to my dr so she could check out my throat - happy it was improving but definitely not 100% yet. I'm not greedy, I'll take what I can get. Since I was there, and missed a lot of work last week (though to be fair I went in everyday except Tuesday, even burning with fever, because the office was moving and I had to sort it out) I asked her to just take a glance at my bottom and see if I was hallucinating. It's happened occasionally...
No such luck this time, she suggested I head downstairs to my CRS to see if he could take a look at me. It's so nice having most of my dr's in the same building, really saves on commuting times/costs! So I went downstairs where they know me oh so well. The receptionist was like - do you have an appt? I told her the situation and she said to have a seat. I thought I'd just make an appt, but she conferred with some people and then they spoke to Dr. A and what can I say, I've just got that special affect that he wanted to see me then and there. He probably thought I was imagining it again and just get rid of me. Well I shouldn't say that, he's actually quite sensitive to my plight and I believe would really love to suss out why I keep getting these, well, you know the word. So he came in, I told him, he took one look at me and was like, yep you've got an -------. So it didn't develop in my throat, but lucky me still got one on the other end! He wanted to do surgery tmrw morning but I told him I'd missed so much work last week. We agreed to Thursday, and he conferred w/ my dr about drugs in the meantime, so now I'm on Biaxin AND Flagyl. So I can't even drink myself silly about this blasted situation! I'm hoping I hold out until Thursday as I really want to miss the least amount of work possible. Fingers crossed!!!
Oh - and my blasted neck is still killing me! ARGH!!!