At the end of last week, I was asking the Powers That Be to please let my body make it until I finish my grant writing course. The final due date was Sunday. So Sunday I got up early, finished my grant proposal, and went to rehearsal. Things were pretty fine until a few hours later.
I've spoken about being hyposensitive before and how it means I'm not always aware of my body is experiencing in that exact moment. Sunday evening, I just knew I needed to lay down and rest.
Cue to me having very weird dreams with a temperature of over 102. By the time I woke up on Monday, I could not see straight, my head felt like it was exploding, I could not swallow or breath without excruciating pain, and had to drive myself to urgent care because I had no idea what was going on with my body.
When I get sick, I get REALLY sick. Part of this because when I start to experience symptoms, it is very normal for my to just shrug them off and continue like nothing is wrong. I have a very high pain threshold so it take me being in a significant amount of pain (above normal) for it to begin to impact my daily life. Once my arm was broken for 3 days before I had it set because it "was only swollen and I can still pick things up with only a little pain." So to say this pain was a 9 on my scale may give you an idea of how bad it was.
I'm confined to my bed eating copious amount of Popsicles to stay hydrated and watching The Office as I'm trying to recover. I'm so thankful my 20 lb full size weighted blanket arrived yesterday because it feels so relaxing. This is one of those very few times I wish I had a robot servant to bring me Popsicles and the occasional piece of toast.
I am sorry to hear you are sick - hopefully you will have a speedy recovery.
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