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Jun. 23rd, 2005 09:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckToday is not looking like being a happy day. I overdid things a bit yesterday by doing stuff like going outside for a few minutes to supervise while Scott watered my herbs and making a belated Father's Day call to my father. It doesn't sound like much, but it's more than my body was up to handling. This whole not being able to breathe thing sucks big time.
Yesterday was also complicated by a bit of my own stupidity. When I saw my doctor on Monday, she offered me a refill on the codeine cough syrup. I told her I'd call when I was running out and held up the bottle to show I had plenty. What I forgot was that at two teaspoons every four hours, it really doesn't last all that long. So yesterday, I could tell that I was going to run out by the end of the afternoon. That's when I realized that my doctor doesn't work on Wednesdays.
I spent a good bit of time on the phone yesterday trying to convince another doctor at the clinic that I actually did need the medication, that it wasn't going to harm Delia if I continued to take it (I've only been on it for what, two or three weeks now?), that I was still in trouble but not in enough trouble to make taking a two year old to either the clinic or the ER make any sense at all, particularly when I was having trouble walking from one end of the house to the other. She finally decided that she'd call in a refill (after she talked to an OB/gyn which was reasonable to some extent, but what did she think the other doctors I'd seen were doing? It's frustrating because codeine's one of the few medications that's pretty thoroughly safe for a breastfeeding infant, let alone a breastfeeding toddler). By that time, I'd skipped two doses so that I'd be sure to have some to take when night time came. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep at all if I couldn't take all my meds to keep the cough down.
I'm afraid, though, that Delia and I both seem to be coming down with something, probably whatever my niece had on Sunday (she came down sick while at church, so her parents weren't able to warn us not to come. Otherwise, we'd have stayed home). I have a sore throat now (though I'm desperately trying to convince myself that it's nothing), and when Delia woke at 5 am wanting to nurse, she had a noticeable fever (99.9 under her arm). I gave her some Motrin drops, and she's still sleeping now. I hope it's just something that's quickly over or that she's finally getting the last of her two year molars. I'd prefer the molars, actually. They might take longer, but I'd be in no danger of catching the problem from her.
Scott's working a twelve hour shift today. He couldn't get out of it. They have, however, given him 'emergency vacation' time so that he'll be off work from Friday through Tuesday. I just have to survive today alone. He should be home by 8 pm, barring complications.
I just hope I'm not coming down with another virus. I really, really hope. I don't even want to think about trying to get to the doctor today, and even a mild virus at this point is quite likely to mean another ER trip. I don't think I could deal with that even if Scott were home. Well, I should probably call my sister-in-law. I want to ask her about the symptoms my niece had and how the illness progressed. If one or the other of us has it, the information could help.
And maybe she can convince her mother that coming down and helping out is necessary... I'm not sure just what it is that my mother-in-law's so busy with this week. Scott wouldn't ask. She just told him on Sunday that it would be hard for her to help out at all this week.
Yesterday was also complicated by a bit of my own stupidity. When I saw my doctor on Monday, she offered me a refill on the codeine cough syrup. I told her I'd call when I was running out and held up the bottle to show I had plenty. What I forgot was that at two teaspoons every four hours, it really doesn't last all that long. So yesterday, I could tell that I was going to run out by the end of the afternoon. That's when I realized that my doctor doesn't work on Wednesdays.
I spent a good bit of time on the phone yesterday trying to convince another doctor at the clinic that I actually did need the medication, that it wasn't going to harm Delia if I continued to take it (I've only been on it for what, two or three weeks now?), that I was still in trouble but not in enough trouble to make taking a two year old to either the clinic or the ER make any sense at all, particularly when I was having trouble walking from one end of the house to the other. She finally decided that she'd call in a refill (after she talked to an OB/gyn which was reasonable to some extent, but what did she think the other doctors I'd seen were doing? It's frustrating because codeine's one of the few medications that's pretty thoroughly safe for a breastfeeding infant, let alone a breastfeeding toddler). By that time, I'd skipped two doses so that I'd be sure to have some to take when night time came. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep at all if I couldn't take all my meds to keep the cough down.
I'm afraid, though, that Delia and I both seem to be coming down with something, probably whatever my niece had on Sunday (she came down sick while at church, so her parents weren't able to warn us not to come. Otherwise, we'd have stayed home). I have a sore throat now (though I'm desperately trying to convince myself that it's nothing), and when Delia woke at 5 am wanting to nurse, she had a noticeable fever (99.9 under her arm). I gave her some Motrin drops, and she's still sleeping now. I hope it's just something that's quickly over or that she's finally getting the last of her two year molars. I'd prefer the molars, actually. They might take longer, but I'd be in no danger of catching the problem from her.
Scott's working a twelve hour shift today. He couldn't get out of it. They have, however, given him 'emergency vacation' time so that he'll be off work from Friday through Tuesday. I just have to survive today alone. He should be home by 8 pm, barring complications.
I just hope I'm not coming down with another virus. I really, really hope. I don't even want to think about trying to get to the doctor today, and even a mild virus at this point is quite likely to mean another ER trip. I don't think I could deal with that even if Scott were home. Well, I should probably call my sister-in-law. I want to ask her about the symptoms my niece had and how the illness progressed. If one or the other of us has it, the information could help.
And maybe she can convince her mother that coming down and helping out is necessary... I'm not sure just what it is that my mother-in-law's so busy with this week. Scott wouldn't ask. She just told him on Sunday that it would be hard for her to help out at all this week.
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Date: 2005-06-23 01:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-24 12:29 am (UTC)I hope you're doing well (I keep meaning to comment on your entries, but then I get distracted or can't think of anything intelligent to say. Sorry about that).
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Date: 2005-06-23 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-24 12:28 am (UTC)I seem to be doing better this evening, so I'm still hopeful that I'm not coming down with anything new.
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Date: 2005-06-23 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-24 12:27 am (UTC)I do appreciate the offer, though, and I came close to taking you up on it. Fortunately, I was able to find someone to pick up ginger ale for Delia without any real difficulty.
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Date: 2005-06-23 06:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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