Thursday, December 9, 2010

Buried under a pile of tissues

I am sick.  And not just sniffles sick, full-blown ill.  On Monday I was suffering from major back pain so I went to have a massage to work out the kinks.  To my dismay, the massage therapist was coughing throughout the session and I could feel her breathing her germs on me as I laid on my back.

On Tuesday (when I was officially 24 weeks along) I started to feel unwell, I was tired, my throat was scratchy and I knew something was coming.  That's when it hit me.  I woke up several times in the night gasping for air, my chest was totally congested and I couldn't breathe.  It was pretty scary and I barely slept.  At 3am I got up and made a chamomile tea and watched the holiday Glee episode because I felt so rotten when I was lying down.

I went to a walk-in clinic on Wednesday morning and the doctor diagnosed me with bronchitis, and possibly strep throat.  Thankfully they were able to prescribe me antibiotics and a steroid puffer to help with my breathing.  Now it's one day later and, while my chest is a little clearer (despite waking up every hour last night due to coughing and chest congestion), my nose is running like a faucet!  I'm also suffering from wicked headaches (thank goodness for Tylenol Extra Strength Rapid Release gelcaps!).

And to top it all off, because of baby's position, I pee everytime I cough or sneeze!  So I either have to clench my legs in preparation, or keep changing my pajama bottoms.

Being pregnant and sick TRULY SUCKS!  But you'd never know it by the way baby keeps kicking away (and probably wondering why I'm making so much noise!).

Here's hoping I'll feel better tomorrow.  Until then, I'm off to devour yet another Riccola cough drop and sleep off this sickness!

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