Diagnosis: Idiot

In the wise words of my doctor, whom I visited this afternoon,

“I know this is going to sound silly – but you probably pulled a muscle while you were puking your guts out.”

That’s a direct quote, by the way. My doc is generally awesome. And I’m glad he came to the same conclusion I did w/r/t the back injury.

Slightly less awesome: when the nurse was taking my blood pressure and temperature and stuff, it turned out that I had a fever of 101 degrees. And that prompted my generally awesome doc to request a urine sample. So I donated some pee and it turns out that I have some kind of mysterious, but highly contagious, infection.

The sudden, violent vomiting is apparently the initial symptom of a viral infection going around, but the fever + infectious pee apparently indicate something else, because he’s going to do a culture and in the meantime gave me a prescription for Cipro and orders to stay home for the rest of the week. I knew that wouldn’t go over well with the powers that be, so I said I’d stay home tomorrow and make a decision about Friday on Friday morning. A lot’s going to depend on how my back feels. I did go in for a few hours today but between the discomfort and time spent at the doctor, I got very little done.

Oh. And also – the main reason I went to the doctor was to get him to prescribe some hard-core narcotic pain relievers or muscle relaxants so I could sleep through the night with the hurty back. Sadly, I didn’t get either, because he said the Cipro doesn’t react well with narcotics and he really wants me to get the antibiotics. Besides, I need to take ibuprofen to keep the fever under control, so that should help with the back as well.

I am keeping food down, which is good. I’m guessing I’ll probably live through this. I may even stop whining about it one of these days. In the meantime, thanks for your very nice comments on my whiny-ass whininess. They do make me feel better.

Comments 13

  • jeez.

    feel better, you.

    (does the concussion relate, i wonder?)

  • Oh man, I really hope you start to feel better and you can get this taken care of. I am so sorry.

  • wow… you mean they want you in despite the fact you have a raging infectious mystery disease? for the love of… something, tell them to screw off and stay home!

  • and of course… feel real better soon!!

  • Heh. “Fever + infectious pee.” I remember now why I generally stay away from math.

  • sheesh! i just called you at work to see how you’re doing but low and behold, you’re not there….i love you….feel better….i’ll be callin you at home soon :)

  • Surely this is better than Diagnosis: Murder, right? Then again, what isn’t?

  • I hate it when doctors refuse to give me narcotics and insist that ibprofen will be just fine. Don’t they know that I pop Ibprofen like Pez? I mean geez. Anyway, I hope you get to feeling better and your pee clears up.

  • Wow, I hope you get to feeling much better soon.

    On a kinda-related note, my best friend here came down with some super weird blood infection that stemmed from a cut on her foot, and spread up into her calf. She was hospitalized for days before the doctors figured out what was wrong; what’s weirder is that it’s been a problem for a lot of people this year, including half of the St Louis Rams (per my friend, per her doctor).

    So freaking weird.

  • i hope you are okay, quiet girl.

  • I’ve been on vacation, but you’ve not updated us on your condition.

    Please do so in order to prevent us from calling the rescue squad.

  • Hope you’re feeling better. I have strep throat now.

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