I'm convinced that my throat feels about 10% better today than it felt yesterday. I was able to eat some lunch without crying like yesterday, even though I had soup for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Oh and a strawberry, banana, and pineapple smoothie. I was delicious. Better than soup.
Now I know there are literally millions of people in the world that have it worse than me, and that's why I feel absolutely horrible about complaining about anything. This is just miserable for me - but I am seriously trying to keep the outlook of "at least it isn't worse" and "somebody has it much worse. This is helping me. My mom and step-dad are also being really helpful but constantly telling me if I stay patient that I WILL get better.
My doctor told me on Monday that he wants me to call him at the end of the week (tomorrow) and let him know what is going on. I plan on telling him that I have a horrible sore throat and that my side is really bothering me. I also want to ask him about random chest pain that I'm feeling. I'm pretty sure it's related to the mono, but I just want some piece of mind. I have a feeling he is going to re-prescribe me Prednisone for the horrible swelling I have. Everything I have seen says that Prednisone is prescribed for serious cases and then everyone comments and says, "DON'T TAKE PREDNISONE!!!" My mom took it for like three months when she was pregnant with me, and I've been taking it for five days and haven't noticed anything. All drugs affect people differently. Don't believe everything. Your doctor will weigh the risks and benefits of your specific situation, and will ultimately make the decision. That's something I have had to learn recently.
Today I slept, watched TV, ate soup, and laid in bed with my mom while my step-dad rubbed my back. My step-dad had mono, so he understands. And my mom loves to watch TV with me and that's just about all I feel like doing. I think one of the most difficult things to deal with is the fact that I can't do anything by myself. Usually I am so independent and I do everything on my own. I'm always running around, taking on responsibilities, getting ahead of the game - and now I have to have my sister get me a popsicle from the freezer. My mom wouldn't even let me carry my laundry upstairs. I am grateful that they are willing to help, because I honestly need it right now.
I'm going to go watch Pretty in Pink until I fall asleep. Hoping and praying that things just continue to go up from here. And that maybe tomorrow I can drink water without cringing.
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