Surrender
Couldn’t take it any more. I pushed through most of the morning feeling slightly sick. Sitting down is, pardon the pun, a pain in the ass. I felt progressively worse as the morning wore on, but I was determined to make it into work for my 2:00 start time.
By 1:30 my feelings had grown to pain, nausea, and a general feeling of “death must be preferable to this”. I went to the closet to get my coat, and a wave of nausea swept over me that totally convinced me I wasn’t going to be able to work today. I called in sick, told the Head Pharmacist Who Can’t Schedule To Save His Soul that I’d call back after my doctor appointment, then made an emergency appointment with the practice I go to. My doctor was totally booked up, but by then I didn’t care. I’d have considered seeing Dr. Moreau if it meant feeling better.
I gave the doctor my abbreviated history, and she gave me pain meds, anti-nausea meds and steroids (which will help control the inflammation and possibly lessen the chance of my having pain problems after this heals, which can happen in some people). The Prof (who is still on Thanksgiving break) took me to the doctor and then drove me to the drug store (where I work and where I get my drugs are two different chains). The Prof is a saint; feel free to post a comment thanking him for taking care of me after you’ve finished reading the little tale of Job.
I got home, took my new pills and changed into something more comfortable (i.e. anything without underwear). I cut the oxycodone in half because I tend to over-react to pain meds. I figure I can always take the other half if I need it, but in all honesty the comfortably numb is settling in nicely. I’ve doctor instructions to stay home today and tomorrow, so the plan now is to relax and feel better fast.
I did notice one frightening thing when I changed. The freaking rash is now in my pubes! It had better well stop right there; I do not believe I could tolerate this if it manages to advance another couple of inches.
And no, there will be no pictures of this.
Ugh, it sounds dreadful. I hope things get better soon – comfortably numb does sound an improvement.
Cheers for the Professor, who’s doing sterling work.
Kudos to the Prof. One needs a caregiver at times like this.
Glad you’re all drugged up now.
Let the healing begin.
Yeeeouch. Here’s hoping it’s reached its worst stage and can start disappearing soon!
And Prof, you are, indeed, a saint. Thank you.
he is the top of the top. really, you’ve got an amazing man by your side. hope you heal soon and i’m glad that you can at least be comfortably numb.
I had chicken pox as a child but contracted shingles twice as an adult. I can honestly "feel" for you and know how uncomfortable you are. Hopefully this course of meds will take effect quickly. Feel better soon.
And your Prof is the cream of the crop. 🙂
Oh, I *do* feel for you. I can’t imagine a pain so horrible that I would be willing to take "oxy." It must be it’s own brand of excruciating hell. I’m so, so sorry.
As to the kind and wonderful Prof, all I can do is thank him wholeheartedly for taking such wonderful care of our favorite amphibian. In return for that kindness I hereby swear an oath on pain of death that I shall not taunt him from California with tales of our 65 or 70 degree days of sunshine and cherry blossoms while he is shoveling his car out of two-foot snow drifts, or at any time during the 2011-2012 winter season. I do so affirm on my honor as a fellow pain management patient.
With sincere love and concern,
Ms. 404error