I’m not Dead, just 10% Alive.
I am very close to feeling the worst I have ever felt. This comes in second place to when I had my sinus surgery and basically all I could do is moan in agony on the bed, ugh. Though this is pretty close… if it’s part of my body it hurts, *Everything* hurts… though I’ve not thrown up, which is a bit of a miracle actually. From what I can gather I have a persistent muscle tension headache with a lovely persistent migrain too, with elevated blood pressure and elevated heart rate. Of course the ‘waste removal system’ is totally fucked up too… I’ll leave it almost at that, but also say that Magnesium Citrate is very effective… though the walmart ‘brand’ is so incredibly nasty, if you ever find yourself needing “medicated perrier” get it at CVS! Now, if I had *any* faith in the medical world I would be much more eager to go to the doctor/hospital, but considering that ‘under treatment’ with all sorts of medications the medical world left me in pain like this for about a year, I’m not terribly excited about going into the hospital and racking up a shitload of debt. Weekly visits to the doctor, cat scans, thousands of dollars of medications (that’s with insurance too, if I didn’t have insurance it would have probably cost 15,000?)… they could do NOTHING to help me, so I really doubt they could now anyway.
I’d felt generally crappy all of last week, but not terribly so… I even felt good enough on Friday to go and buy a 20GB iPod, of course, come Friday night when Patrick arrived I started feeling really bad… Apparently I had one hell of a fever, because I was shivering like crazy and he said that I was very warm.
Anyway, I’m still feeling wretched and I’m sleeping most of the day. The brightside is that I’ve only had maybe three cigs since Friday evening. Patrick was worried about ruining my weekend because he was working, but of course, my ill health managed to go a pretty damned good job on its own… *sigh*