Monday morning I woke up with a sore throat. Nothing else seemed to be the matter and it wasn’t really all that sore anyway. Tuesday morning I got up with a really sore throat. On a scale of 1-10, Monday was a 2 and Tuesday was a 9. I went into the office because I was expecting a contractor to arrive and begin working. He didn’t get there until the next day as it was. By mid morning, I headed out to see my doctor. Of course, he doesn’t work on Tuesdays. My option was to go through urgent care. They swabbed the throat and a physicians assistant told me I had strep. She prescribed a five-day course of medication and sent me home.<\/p>\n
We have had a trip to Seattle planned for some time. We were going to leave on Thursday morning and then start the return trip on Sunday afternoon. We would have time to visit a little bit with Jared as well as seeing Kendra. I can be sick in Seattle just as easily as being sick in Pocatello. So, we loaded up the motor home and headed to the great northwest.<\/p>\n
The problem with really sore throats is swallowing. That has become impossible. I’ve managed to choke down the daily pill, but that’s about it. Thursday morning I was feeling so crappy that we stopped in Baker City, Oregon at their emergency room to see if there was something they could do relieve the pain enough so I could drink some fluids. Their solution was a fairly strong narcotic in the butt. The headache subsided, but no hope for the sore throat. They prescribed some vicodin and dripped a liter of a saline solution into my body (two sticks to get the IV started. I almost didn’t care). The vicodin managed to make my mouth so dry that it puckered automatically (and that was the end of that medication. It’s a horse-sized pill, anyhow). There seems to be no change in the pain levels. On the same scale, I would say today on this quiet Saturday morning that my throat is an 8. Some improvement — but it almost put me on the floor trying to get the last of the Zithromax (azithromycin) tablets down. Thank heavens this was a once-a-day tablet. Now I don’t have to try and get anything else down until the throat eases up. <\/p>\n
There is always an upside, I guess. I haven’t had anything to eat since Tuesday morning, either. Every once in a while my stomach cuts through the pain noise from my throat to remind me that I haven’t eaten in some time. It’s easy to ignore because the thought of trying to get something down is quite nauseating. But, I keep telling myself, it has to get better. I’m sure I still believe that….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Monday morning I woke up with a sore throat. Nothing else seemed to be the matter and it wasn’t really all that sore anyway. Tuesday morning I got up with a really sore throat. On a scale of 1-10, Monday was a 2 and Tuesday was a 9. I went into the office because I … Continue reading Someday I’ll Feel Better But My Confidence is Shaken!<\/span>