33 days and counting…

For those friends who know me in real life and those that follow me on FB, you can just skip this post cause I’m fairly certain your are sick of my sickness.

This is what the kitchen has looked like (plus 2 other prescription bottles that have since been finished and tossed) for the last 33 days. Because I’ve been sick for that long. Totally ridiculous!

(the cough syrup is John’s. He’s been sick for quite a while himself.)

Started with a throat infection (that Patrick decided was diptheria) in mid January. Went on an antibiotic for 10 days. Day 11, I got sick again with a bad cold which then turned into the sinus infection from hell- fever, horrible jaw and face pain, all over aches and chills- on the couch for 2 days. Back on antibiotics (a different one this time- why not, right?) for 10 more days. It helped with the worst of the infection but not entirely. Still sick and as a bonus the sickness included flu-like symptoms, swollen glands/lymphnodes and general ickiness.

So on the advice of my fabulous pilates trainer, Karen, I went to her allergist/immunologist and as of last night I am finally able to breathe, and not thru my mouth. He seems to think it’s a viral thing and that’s why the antibiotics weren’t really helping. I’m on 2 different kinds of nose sprays, a sinus cleanse (umm…..ewwwwww!), a steroid and more motrin. He took a ton of blood to rule out mono (it could be I guess, but I had mono once and was waaaaay more tired than I have been with this sickness and way more sick but with no cold symptoms and a much higher fever) and to make sure there’s nothing weird going on with auto-immune things because of my family history of lupus and  my raynaud’s syndrome (which is in the auto-immune thing). So waiting to hear on those results, but so happy I’ve finally been able- since last night- to stop being a mouth breather. I can breeeeaaaaathe!!!!!

Thirty three days is beyond my limit. Seriously.