Ugghhh. I definitely do NOT want to get up today. My head aches, my stomach is upset, my pillow is hot where my naked head has been laying, my body hurts. But I know I will not feel better until I get those drugs in me, so I drag myself to the bathroom and stare at my puss in the mirror, smacking my dry lips and rubbing my stubbly head.
I move in very slow motion this morning, but finally manage to pour a glass of cold water and swallow pill after pill - one for the stomach pain, one for the nausea, two for the constipation that comes without biding, then wait an hour.
Once I can eat something, the Prednisone comes next with its nasty aftertaste. I have no more jelly bellies to wash the taste away (Sugar licked the top of the bowl and Drew threw them away. Boo Hoo. Well, they were a bit sticky from the humidity.) After that comes the Valtrex to deal with the mouth sores.
I sip a bit of Earl Grey tea, manage to squish down a half a banana and a bit of yogurt, then a piece of toast. It takes until about 10 am so before I begin to feel human again. Once the Predinsone kicks in, things smooth out and I can function. Sigh. I dread running out of that. But its only one more time.
It's not so bad, really. This feeling of constantly having the flu will end soon. It will be nice to feel well again. Soon. I am hoping for at least a couple weeks of wellness before we enter phase 2 with whatever that may bring. Lord have mercy.
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