After that exhausting weekend in Chicago (exhausting in a very good way, mind you!), I finally took Tuesday night to CRASH. I climbed into bed about 5:15pm, and didn’t wake up until about 7ish this morning. Woke up with quite a surprise, though. PAIN like whoa in my left ear, jaw. Swollen gland, hurt to swallow. I actually had to brace myself to swallow, it hurt that badly. It got worse over the course of the day. I got tired and weak, and the pain was growing. I called and scheduled a doctor’s appointment for 3:15. Thought I’d be able to make it ’til around then at work, but started to feel so badly and so tired I left at 12:15. Came home, went to bed, and was asleep within five minutes or so.
Went to the doctor, where he did a throat culture. NEGATIVE. Damn. That means there is nothing they can do. My instructions were to rest and drink plenty of fluids. By this time, I was starving, seeing as I hadn’t had a decent meal since Monday evening. I took a Percocet which took the pain away enough so I could eat some soup, and then crashed within thirty minutes of finishing.
I’ll play it by ear tomorrow. The Percocet is wearing off now, and if I’m in pain again when I get up in the morning, I’m taking another one and crashing all damn day.
It’s a good thing Aidan is with my mom this week. I can’t imagine taking care of him when I’m feeling this crappy. I do miss the little bugger, though.