Not to sound like a pessimist or anything, but turning 30 has SUCKED so far. I have not been healthy since turning 30. Seriously. I've been sick for 2 weeks. I've had pink eye for about 5 days. And to top it all off, I might be getting sick AGAIN! Last night, I had severe chillls. They were so bad that when I showered, I turned the shower knob about 270 degrees (a full 360 degrees being boiling) before I started feeling warm again. I'm pretty sure that part of my insides are now cooked, but boy, did it feel good. When the chills subsided, I'm pretty sure that that was followed by a fever of sorts. I resorted to taking some Tylenol, and that kicked in, but then couldn't fall asleep for about 30 minutes because I was gagging (and coughing) from some thick nose discharge that was falling back into my throat, combined with some residual phlegm that just won't seem to go away. Did I mention that I still have no voice?
I haven't slept well in over a week, and last night was no exception. I woke up last night from a coughing/gagging fit about an hour after I went to sleep. Fortunately, I tried some Vicks Vapo Rub on my feet and on my chest and slept like a baby after that (thanks to Fawn for suggesting some for the chest). This morning I feel somewhat better. At least well enough to go into work. I don't think I have a fever, but my throat hurts like hell, and I sound like Marge Simpson. I tried to get a doctor's appointment but my family doc is on vacation until Tuesday and the doctor who IS at the clinic is over-booked. I don't think I want to take my chances at a walk-in clinic just yet. The doctors tend to be idiots and I hate the long wait times. I reserve that for times of desperation.
So I guess I'll try to distract myself at work today, pray that this doesn't get worse, and pray that PK doesn't catch it. It's bad enough that I'm still sick, but having a sick little toddler is just heart-wrenching.