Guess what? I *wasn’t* miraculously healed like I thought I was! Instead, I got worse and moved into bronchitis and ear infections! WOOT! Possibly caught just before it shifted into pneumonia.
I was just going along, thinking it was a chest cold but considering calling the doc when a woman at the nail salon where I was getting my manicure mentioned that she had the same symptoms and it was wicked bronchitis. She went to the Minute Clinic at CVS and they took good care of her. Considering it was Christmas eve and my doc’s office was open for like 30 seconds and I could only get to them by phone, this seemed like a better choice.
So, I went to the clinic and was rather sternly (and lovingly) lectured on how I was thisclose to pneumonia and she was glad I came in. She prescribed antibiotics (which has the double effect of getting pneumonia taken care of before it becomes full blown), prednisone for the inflammation and an inhaler for the wheezing.
Called Cousin O’Cool to let her know and discuss whether I should make a showing at the family Christmas event because I really didn’t want anyone to get sick(er). Since this came from them (via cookie baking), she wasn’t worried. She reminded me that she told me to go to the doc’s 3 days ago (she did) and said ‘it’s a mom thing, I just knew you needed to go”.
So, we went and I’m glad we did even though it meant no baby-holding, no getting on the floor playing with the gifts, and other assorted crap stuff.
We didn’t go to the annual Duty-side family brunch today because tons of kids who we didn’t want to infect plus we were both exhausted from this junk. And over it.
Lots of meds, lots of rest, more Netflix than you can imagine. Merry Christmas!
Glad you’re feeling better! I’ve heard prednisone can knock out just about anything that ails ya. How nice to see in 2016 on a healthier note.
(Context is everything. For a moment I was startled by the phrase, “cookie baking.” I thought you were reheating poor David.)