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It's Sunday afternoon and DH and I are both fighting some upper respiratory bug... we sound like croaking bullfrogs underwater. DH took his Z-pack starting Friday (after the doctor appt) and is doing better than me. I was trying to do without the antibiotics (you know, as my dad used to say, "stiff upper lip..." and all that). I do believe my body knows how to heal itself, but as of this afternoon it was taking it's own sweet time (one too many nights coughing and temp of 101) , so I gave in and took the d...n things today. We'll see. The truth is that I've been fighting *something* for the last 2 weeks, but it was never upper respiratory. Off and on I've felt extremely tired, general malaise, and headachy since the 13th of Dec. (I remember because it was Friday the 13th when I started feeling bad). But lots of napping and an occasional Tylenol seemed to keep this *thing* at bay. Maybe whatever it was lessened my body's immune system to this URI. Who knows? I just try very hard to be healthy and it makes me (what's the word? - maybe frustrated?) when things don't go as they ought.
Actually I shouldn't be too upset as it's been over 2 years since I've been to our Family Physician. They told me this when DH and I were at our appt. Friday.
Now... it is Monday morning and it was an awful night. Don't know if it was the meds or ? but I was feeling pretty good most of the day and evening, then about 10 pm my throat (which hasn't bothered me at all previously started to feel funny - kind of thick like my epiglottis was swollen). I figured all the coughing could have done that and continued to watch a TV show (It's a wonderful world), and drank some water. Then I noticed that my heart was beating awfully fast and I felt very jumpy... ?? What was happening? Surely it wasn't the meds as it had been 10 hours since I took them. I always thought reactions came within a few mins to an hour if there was going to be any. So I just walked around trying to calm myself. Felt better, went to bed and still felt strange. Finally I thought to take my bp. If it was normal, then all this must be my imagination. I did. It was high (high for me as I'm usually a low bp person - 120 or lower). It was 155. I thought... hm-mm, I'll just stay absolutely still and rest... and take it again in 10 mins. It was up to 161. Huh? Ok, got up walked around a bit more, sat and talked with the cats by the Aga, and about 1:00 am, took it again. 131. OK!! Whatever was happening, was resolving itself. So I finally fell asleep...but jumped awake several times during the night with nightmares... decided this has GOT to be the meds. No more antibiotics for me.
Boring tale, yes? But confusing for me. If anyone has any comments or ideas, I would love to hear them.
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