In case you are all wondering how I spent my weekend-I’ll sum it up for you: I was sick. The.Whole. Time!
It started off with an infection on Saturday, then a trip to the clinic where I impatiently waited for my antibiotic prescription, took the meds as soon as I got home, then said meds made me barf for two days straight! I couldn’t even keep water down without running to the bathroom and heaving it all up. It was awful! The good news was that the infection disappeared, but that turned 0ut to be a small consolation.
On Sunday, we went to the clinic. I was so fucking sick, on the way there, I actually made hubby pull the car over to the side of the road so I could barf on the street! The horrible nausea followed me into the waiting room, where I waited for ten whole minutes before running into the bathroom and throwing up again, which everyone could hear clear as a bell! Lovely! Anyways, when I finally got in to see a doctor, he ordered me to get off the ‘evil-bile inducing’ meds and wrote me a prescription for another antibiotic if the initial infection came back. (Which it hasn’t! Knock on wood!)
So it turns out not all antibiotics are created equal and some can cause serious side effects. When you’re sick, they mention these possible negative consequences in passing, but if you’re like me and have never experienced any allergic reactions to meds, then you brush it off. One doctor described patient’s tolerance to antibiotics pretty much as a “crap shoot”.
Anyways, on Monday, I was very dehydrated and exhausted, but the pill seemed to be completely out of my system and after taking some fluid retention medicine, I started feeling better. I had developed a new problem-a cold-but it was a hell of a lot better than puking!
So-I didn’t make a cake and I didn’t get a weekend. I pretty much got ripped off! The only good thing about it was that I managed to clean our toilets, because after spending so much time barfing and staring at them, I figured they were due for a scrub.