I started this week thinking I had a busy week ahead of me. Church on Sunday, plus an extra women’s meeting Sunday afternoon. Dinner guests on Monday. Wednesday, today, we have a date planned. Thursday I have another women’s meeting to attend, and Saturday is our week to go work at the Temple.
How is it going?
Let’s start with I have been having some eye issues including some eye strain headaches, which are compounded by some insomnia. Sunday I had a pounding headache and my one wonky eye watering. Jerry ended up going to church without me, and I didn’t make my women’s meeting either.
Monday, I still had the headache but managed to do my part in preparing dinner for our company. I even managed a nice conversation with them, part of which included the fact that it was Saint Patrick’s Day.
Then yesterday it got worse.
The ringing in my ear started periodically reminding me what a bad ear infection feels like. It is not constant nor increasing to the point of agonizing but clearly something I have to monitor because I do not want to break an ear drum again.
Then I found myself bundled in my blankets, shivering. Generally, if I’m this cold the entire house is cold, and we need to turn up the heater. And as a rule, Jerry is under at least three blankets before I decide it is that cold. Yesterday, he was not cold, and we did not need the heater turned up.
I still had Jerry turn off our ceiling fan. You know, the one I keep on almost constantly, even in the middle of what passes for winter here.
Obviously, I’m sick.
It was about the time I had my shivering fit that I realized I wasn’t hungry despite the fact I had barely consumed enough food to take my daily medications, which I have to take with food.
It was about the time we were all preparing for bed that I realized my lack of appetite also come with some mild nausea. Not enough to feel like throwing up, but enough to further suppress my appetite.
As mentioned, Jerry and I had a date today.
Don’t worry, Jerry has already told me to cancel our plans. I’m pretty sure the only place he’ll take me right now is to see a doctor. Being just a cold, I’m not sick enough to need medical intervention. At least not any beyond what I can provide for myself while comfortable in my own bed.
I won’t let him take me in unless I feel the need to take my prescription strength pain relievers for my earache or I actually start throwing up and can’t keep anything down.
Until then, rest and plenty of fluids.
And apparently I’m not the only one under the weather in my household.
Monday, our oldest fur family member lost his appetite so yesterday my daughter took her baby to see his doctor. At his age it could have been anything from his age to his underlying conditions. He is fifteen, which is pretty old for a dog.
Now I personally wasn’t to concerned about him being under the weather because my daughter always takes excellent care of him. She is a veterinary nurse after all. But when I realized she’d been gone for over three hours I became rather concerned that she would return without him and in tears. Like she did when she had to put down Gunner because of liver failure. At Ivan’s age and with both Congestive Heart Failure and his liver not functioning adequately, it wasn’t an impossible outcome.
Thankfully, my daughter returned home with her arms full. Her purse, water bottle, a bag of medicine and an eight-pound dog, very much happy to be home.
Apparently, they were backed up at the vet’s office. Among other issues, they had to hospitalize several dogs because they were extremely sick with the flu. Thankfully, Ivan isn’t that sick. My daughter is, of course, taking care of him and making sure he takes his medicine so he can get better without having to be hospitalized.
It was while we were discussing how Ivan and I are feeling that my daughter told me she’d had a total lack of appetite on Monday. Which at least explains why she didn’t join us for dinner on Monday.
So, something is going around the house and I will probably end up cancelling my plans for tomorrow night too. It remains to be seen if I make it to the temple on Saturday. So much for my busy week.
Also, I had planned on writing something about birthday’s today because a beautiful young lady is turning six today. And this Grandma loves her very much.
Smile. Make the day a better day.
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