It Gets Old

Long story short. I went in last Tuesday to my doctor’s office to be seen for a possible ear infection. The ears were clear, but I most likely had a lingering sinus infection. I opted out of antibiotics because it seemed I was getting better.

By Thursday, the post-nasal drip and swollen lymph nodes returned as they had all December so I agreed to the antibiotics. By Friday morning, I had a fever and body aches. And on Sunday, I was diagnosed with the flu.

Bogus! I even got my shot for the first time in YEARS.

Sunday was not easy. I was on my 3rd day of a low grade fever that wouldn’t quit and remember waking up a number of times during the course of the morning to correct high blood sugars. Around 7:30 am, and after a test yielding a 183 mg/dl, I started feeling really sick to my stomach. My ears started to close up, which is usually a sign that I’m going to 1) throw up or 2) pass out. So I started stumbling to our hall bathroom and ended up falling in the hallway. (On my left shoulder – ouch.) Hubby drove me over to Urgent Care an hour later. An hour and a half in the waiting room, I finally see a doctor, who confirms my flu diagnosis and prescribes Tamiflu.

So, between antibiotics for a sinus infection, an antiviral for the flu, and large amounts of insulin to counter my ketones and high blood sugars, my stomach hasn’t been happy for the last few days. (Tamiflu also names nausea and vomiting as a side affect.)

I’m about half way through the doses of Tamiflu, and the nausea is getting a bit less severe. I even went back to work today for a half day. (Leaving shortly before my first dose of the day was due.)

But this is getting really draining and old. I miss dance. I miss being social. I miss being able to go somewhere and not having to steal away to blow my nose. I had a lot of plans to start going to yoga or seek alternative means of exercise and I haven’t been able to. I’m pretty much done with “taking a break” and want to get back to being active again. (On the bright side, I’m making some headway in my Netflix queue.)

Is this week over yet?

Sick Ward

I’m at the tail end of a bad cold, which has left me with a cloudy head and hacking, dry cough. (So – I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway. Hey, look, my blog!)

My blood sugar average has been hanging out in the 160 range for the last few days… which is abnormal-ish right now because I typically stray in the 120 range because of all my hypos. I haven’t had a low… or blood sugar below 140… since Monday.

Yep – I’ve been sick. The strange thing is that when I had more volatile reactions to everything last year, I don’t remember seeing too much of a difference in being sick. I was just high all the time, so whether I had a cold or not didn’t make a difference.

Now I’m using temp basals to give myself more insulin – which still aren’t pushing me below my threshold. (I’m really glad I decided to take a mini vacation from my sensors this week, otherwise they’d keep me up all night.) And I still have a healthy appetite – which doesn’t help with my blood sugars at all.

Oh – and I have a show this weekend. And two holiday get togethers. Come on health!

Con Flu Part 2

I spent the majority of last week in the bay area chatting up people on one of my client’s apps at a massive convention. The problem with open-to-the-public trade shows is the people that walk through really can be anyone. With any sort of ailment. Combined with strange hours, exhaustion, exposure to elements, odd sleeping arrangements, and all around rude people, you have a higher chance of walking out of a convention with more than just useless trade show swag.

I tried to limit my late nights to nothing I couldn’t handle the following morning. Even after the potential for career suicide for not heading to after parties until 2 am, I still got saddled with a case of nastiness come Sunday afternoon (during Superbowl). It’s fairly light (for now) so working from home and cancelling all dance related items for the next few days should allow for a quick recovery. In theory, this should be nothing like the Walking Dead moments I had back in October.

Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s 5:00 pm and I’m due for a nap or something. Or maybe some of that honey-lemon-water concoction I found on Pinterest. (Which sounded a whole lot better than gargling hydrogen peroxide… for reals… #12. Yikes.)