It's The Flu Stupid

This is one for the ages.  The flu that won't die.  The virus that floated in on an errant puff of air and then multiplied like a colony of sex starved rabbits.  Each newly minted flu bug waited patiently in line to hop on board a waiting blood cell.  They are now coursing through my system as if on a never ending, nightmarish ride at Disney.  I have entered week four of this foolishness and I have to tell you I'm a little tired of it.  No, that's not true I AM A LOT TIRED OF IT.



This strain has false feel good days built into it.  I feel better for two days and then wham the ride powers up again usually with a new twist, a sore throat, a stuffy nose, a more productive cough, a headache, laryngitis.  On Monday I made an appointment with the doctor.  The sore throat I had been nursing off and on for five days needed to be addressed.  I was convinced I had strep.  By the time I arrived at the office on Tuesday the sore throat had vanished only to be replaced by the return of the elephant to my chest, a stuffy nose and itchy ears.  The rather unpleasant nurse was peeved.  He had prepared for a strep test and I no longer had a sore throat.  His body language said it all, if you don't have a sore throat why are you wasting my time?  It was all I could do to keep from grabbing his shiny little head and giving him a lesson on empathy.  Lucky for him a fit of coughing ensued and he made his escape to the hallway.

The doctor was more understanding, however she didn't think I had the flu.  Are you kidding me?  Not the flu?  It's the flu I yelled.  A long, miserable case of the FLU and you had better put that in your computer Ms. M.D.  It's the FLU stupid.  I know it.  I have lived it.  Diagnosis done.

She didn't budge.  She declared that I have an upper respiratory infection and possibly bronchitis.  I left armed with antibiotics, cough syrup (the good kind laced with codeine), and an inhaler.  That was two days ago.  I'm still sick.  And while I do feel better, the elephant is still in residence, the cough remains and I have no energy.

But I sure do like that cough syrup.

Project 365 - Day 2