Let's recap...
Sunday night I sliced my thumb so deeply that it bled for over three hours. I was opening a can of water chestnuts to make a veggie stir fry. Apparently eating healthy is going to be the death of me! I knew I probably needed stitches but I was NOT going to the ER unless it kept bleeding or got worse to a point where I couldn't control the bleeding.
I went in to work Monday morning and it was still oozing on and off. I tried to call my doctor but kept getting put on hold. I wound up going to see another doctor to get a tetanus shot. He said my finger needed stitches but because it happened more than 6 hours before he couldn't stitch it. Got my shot, directions to keep it clean and dry and sent on my way home. I taught a kick butt class that night and hoped that keeping my arm moving would make it not hurt the way tetanus shots normally do.
Tuesday my arm was a bit sore but it didn't hurt. I was so pleased! Things started to go south about 10am though. I wound up with hives down my neck and over to my shoulder. I thought it was stress but then it dinged - it was a minor allergic reaction to the tetanus. I know this because it's on my shoulder and neck next to my injection site. Brilliant. At least it was minor and was easily controlled by benadryl. Sarah and I had two amazing hours of Zumba Tuesday night. That helped to make me feel better more than anything. Woo endorphin rush! I did end the night by bashing my head against my bedside table giving me a knot on the head and a bad headache.
Wednesday is when the bottom dropped out. At about 2 p.m. the knot in my arm from the tetanus got huge, red, swollen and was hot to the touch,. I was not pleased. It started to hurt to move my arm to answer my phone. I had a class to teach and a TurboKick class to take and I wasn't giving in to the stupid injection so I went! And I regretted it - instantly! I probably would have been okay with just the Zumba but that hour of TK is my hour! I love that class, I love the instructor, and I love just being a student. (Oddly enough, though, I want to get certified for TK now. LOL) During Zumba one of my students started calling me "Nemo" because I had one good arm and one that wouldn't go above shoulder height. It was still a great class, though. I love the crew at the studio! Ended the night with a big dose of motrin and a hot compress on my arm.
Thursday morning my arm was still killing me and it showed very few signs of getting better. I medicated and did another warm compress and tried to force my arm to move as much as possible. I knew holding it still was a bad idea. I taught Zumba at the Y and then headed to the studio where I goofed off for the last half of Sarah's class before teaching Hip Hop Hustle. I was in agony because moving my arm was difficult but I was so high on life it didn't really matter. My arm was throbbing but it was moving easier than it was the night before and I pushed through to teach the entire HHH class.
Then on Friday I hated myself for doing so. My arm was killing me and then I had to go and add insult to injury - it was time for my depo shot. So now I have a bum right arm, a sore spot on my left hip and I'm feeling gross all over. I decided I wanted to go out to dinner and splurge! Nachos! Buffalo chicken sandwich! A light beer! A tasty molten chocolate cake! When I got home I was sitting on the couch and something in my lower back popped and I nearly puked it all up. I was scared I popped a disc out of place or broke something. I took meds and went to bed before hurting myself further.
This morning was feeling better but I was still in pain in my hip and my shoulder but at least my back wasn't hurting! Zumba this morning was fabulous and I've spent the day grocery shopping and then taking a much needed almost 3 hour nap. Now, of course, this has me worried. It could be more post injection grossness or it could be the tip of me getting the flu. Normally I get hit with the exhaustion first and then the other symptoms. Going to take it easy tonight and pray I feel better in the morning.
About a week ago someone on the Powder Blue instructor Facebook page mentioned she was doing a 30 before 30 list - 30 things to do before her 30th birthday which is next January. I thought this was a great idea! Since I've only got till October I'm going to push to do all 30 before then but I'll be happy if I finish the list before 2013 starts. One of things I added to the list - get TurboKick certified. Other things on the list include: conquering my fear of sand and walking barefoot on the beach, baking a cake completely from scratch, reading some books, watching some movies I never got around to, various other fitness related things. I'll be updating as time goes on when I cross things off.
Has anyone out there done anything similar?
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Saturday, January 28, 2012
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Can I stop getting sick now? Please?
As is common this time of year, my upper respiratory tract, sinuses and throat all want to kill me. And I mean that quite literally.
I've had horrible allergy issues since autumn came for a visit. Then I got a sinus infection the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. Now? Now I have strep throat.
At work on Friday my throat was really hurting, it burned to eat or drink anything and my voice was hoarse. I figured if I still felt bad on Tuesday I'd go back to the doctor since that would be one week after the antibiotics finished their course.
Yesterday morning I woke up and my mouth felt horrible. Dry, coated in something and it hurt to breathe because my throat was so raw. I figured I was dehydrated and the coat of ick was from sinus drainage. I put on my big girl panties and headed to Zumba. After class I was wincing every time I breathed in and so I looked in the mirror and opened my mouth wide. White patches. CRAP!
I called Marshall, told him I was cashing my YMCA check and heading to Immediate Care.
The PA on duty was the one I saw the week before and she looked in my ears, throat and nose and said "Well, the good news is... your nose and ears look great. That throat? That is not a happy throat."
A quick strep test later and I'm given antibiotics for my shiny case of strep and was sent on my way.
Given that I wasn't running a fever and that I felt fine aside from the soreness in my throat I kept on about my previously planned Saturday. That included lunch with Marsh and Matt, going to the Wilson Christmas parade, and heading to a birthday party for my friend Jennifer.
Lunch was Olive Garden. Soup... heavenly soup.
The parade was a ton of fun! I was walking with the dance studio where I teach Zumba and since we had such a small turn out of Zumba folks I just walked with the dancers and even did their little dance routine with them. This means there is not video of me dancing with a large group of tiny high school age and younger girls on the local TV station. I didn't think that through.
Oh well. It was a good 2 miles of walking, one of those while dancing. yay extra cardio?
After coming home and getting changed we headed out to Jennifer's house. Her birthday party was a really muted even but it was SOOO fun! We ate pizza and snacks and talked and played games on the Kinect.
I learned that I'm pretty awesome at Dance Central. I got a 5 star rating on my first attempt at Push It. I want this game so bad it hurts. Seriously... too much fun!
The only down part of the night was that the antibiotics I'm on started to make me feel really sick. I had forgotten how bad sulfa medications made me feel. My stomach started cramping towards the end of the evening and by the time I got home I felt like I was going to spend the evening calling Ralph on the porcelain phone.
I got changed and in to bed and held on as the room spun until I passed out.
Today I am feeling gross still but not nearly as bad as I was yesterday. My throat is still hurting and I'm trying really hard to speak as little as possible. (Those of you who know me in real life know how hard that is! The rest of you can guess by my blog!) I also skipped Zumba this afternoon and took a 3 hour nap after sleeping for 13 hours last night.
For dinner I made a giant pot of chicken soup with brown rice and veggies. It was perfect, exactly what I needed today.
All I can hope for at this point is that I get through tomorrow with minimal side effects. I have to drive to Winston Salem for a meeting. I have to present information about a number of things during the meeting and I hope my voice holds out and that I'm not trying to hold back vomit the entire time.
I've had horrible allergy issues since autumn came for a visit. Then I got a sinus infection the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. Now? Now I have strep throat.
At work on Friday my throat was really hurting, it burned to eat or drink anything and my voice was hoarse. I figured if I still felt bad on Tuesday I'd go back to the doctor since that would be one week after the antibiotics finished their course.
Yesterday morning I woke up and my mouth felt horrible. Dry, coated in something and it hurt to breathe because my throat was so raw. I figured I was dehydrated and the coat of ick was from sinus drainage. I put on my big girl panties and headed to Zumba. After class I was wincing every time I breathed in and so I looked in the mirror and opened my mouth wide. White patches. CRAP!
I called Marshall, told him I was cashing my YMCA check and heading to Immediate Care.
The PA on duty was the one I saw the week before and she looked in my ears, throat and nose and said "Well, the good news is... your nose and ears look great. That throat? That is not a happy throat."
A quick strep test later and I'm given antibiotics for my shiny case of strep and was sent on my way.
Given that I wasn't running a fever and that I felt fine aside from the soreness in my throat I kept on about my previously planned Saturday. That included lunch with Marsh and Matt, going to the Wilson Christmas parade, and heading to a birthday party for my friend Jennifer.
Lunch was Olive Garden. Soup... heavenly soup.
The parade was a ton of fun! I was walking with the dance studio where I teach Zumba and since we had such a small turn out of Zumba folks I just walked with the dancers and even did their little dance routine with them. This means there is not video of me dancing with a large group of tiny high school age and younger girls on the local TV station. I didn't think that through.
Oh well. It was a good 2 miles of walking, one of those while dancing. yay extra cardio?
After coming home and getting changed we headed out to Jennifer's house. Her birthday party was a really muted even but it was SOOO fun! We ate pizza and snacks and talked and played games on the Kinect.
I learned that I'm pretty awesome at Dance Central. I got a 5 star rating on my first attempt at Push It. I want this game so bad it hurts. Seriously... too much fun!
The only down part of the night was that the antibiotics I'm on started to make me feel really sick. I had forgotten how bad sulfa medications made me feel. My stomach started cramping towards the end of the evening and by the time I got home I felt like I was going to spend the evening calling Ralph on the porcelain phone.
I got changed and in to bed and held on as the room spun until I passed out.
Today I am feeling gross still but not nearly as bad as I was yesterday. My throat is still hurting and I'm trying really hard to speak as little as possible. (Those of you who know me in real life know how hard that is! The rest of you can guess by my blog!) I also skipped Zumba this afternoon and took a 3 hour nap after sleeping for 13 hours last night.
For dinner I made a giant pot of chicken soup with brown rice and veggies. It was perfect, exactly what I needed today.
All I can hope for at this point is that I get through tomorrow with minimal side effects. I have to drive to Winston Salem for a meeting. I have to present information about a number of things during the meeting and I hope my voice holds out and that I'm not trying to hold back vomit the entire time.
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