The pigs cometh
13 weeks 2 days
I fear that I may become a causality of the pigs.
I work in a hospital for doctors, who have informed me that I can not take any more time off work (or I will be promptly fired – which they sorta did try and fire me, but I managed to make a save by explaining the whole surrogacy thing, and I promised to be a good little girl and have my ass in that cubicle from 9-5 every day until May) with no exceptions…
On Sunday I work up with a ticklish throat.
On Monday my nose was runny.
On Tuesday I was beyond exhausted and everything hurt.
Today I am snezzy, I have chills, my right lung hurts (I have fluid still there from my surgery) and my right back and pelvis hurts, I walked up the stairs with my boss today (8 stairs) and he asked me if I needed to sit down (note – my boss is actually my friend and is not a doc). I laughed it off.
While it maybe h1n1, I am less afraid of h1n1 and more afraid of returning infection and resulting surgery.
So tonight I will head to my doctors office (who will always fit you in if you are one step away from death) in the hopes that someone will give me antibiotics to fight all these infections, because I really really really do NOT want to do surgery again, and oxygen is something I am totally into.
It’s NOT the pig, most likely the infection is STILL there festering. I didn’t see my actual doctor (but a MUCH better one) who ordered 2 antibiotics, more painkillers, a chest x ray, ultra sound scan and blood work. I was able to get the xray immediately by walking next door to the critical care centre – and there was no wait for the xray. The ultra sound I need to book tomorrow. He suspects that the infection may need to be drained. Mr. Duck doesn’t think it’s an infection but just lots of fluid… so we will see. The good news is I have 10 more days of antibiotics and I will do nothing this weekend but rest and try to give my body a break, let’s see how that works.