25 February 2009

immune system: the musical

about once a month, i get sick. not cough-cough-sneeze-sneeze sick, but i-am-so-goddamn-tired-i-can't-even-move sick. i can't figure out any correlations or precursors. i can't even remember when it started. i think maybe around the time after i got mono. here are the details:

1. i wake up and i can barely get out of bed. i drag my ass through the shower, shove some cereal down my throat and drag my ass to the train. i feel like i'm walking through mud.
2. my head is swimming. if i sit too long in one spot, i start to ache. and by "too long," i mean about 20 minutes. my neck will ache from staring at the computer screen, my legs will ache in any position. my back will ache from sitting. sometimes pain reliever helps, sometimes it doesn't.
3. oh, the exhaustion. i can't concentrate from the tiredness. if i don't deliberately concentrate on what i'm working on, i'll just stare into space. and ache.
4. bye-bye, appetite. i won't be seeing you for a while. of course, if i don't eat something, the dizziness and lack of concentration get worse. but sugar is the only thing i can choke down.
5. this is when i throw in the towel and go home. i go to bed and sleep for 3-4 hours. if it's been a morning where i don't even bother going in, i'll sleep until 11am. that's 13 hours of sleep. then i drag myself out of bed and stare at the tv until i take a nap.

this is where i am today. it started yesterday. actually, it might have started over the weekend. something gave me not-so-nice- #2 on thursday, which surprised me. no stomach ache, nothing. afterwards, i felt kind of icky, but so warning. friday, i ate a salad at lunch and proceeded to choke the house with gas later in the night. saturday and sunday, i had bitchin' headaches. the hubby made chili on sunday, of which i ate a lot and had some more horrible gas.

monday i still had the bitchin' headache, but it went away by the time i had to go to chem. but i still felt out of sorts. gassy and tired. ate more chili. more gas.

the next day, i got up, was really tired but didn't sweat it. while i was on the train, i had to get off at southport to use the facilities at starbucks. no urgency, just had to go. afterwards, i had that my-stomach's-been-turned-inside-out feeling and the tiredness increased. by the time i got to work, i was so nauseous, i could barely stand to look at my sandwich to throw it in the frige. i went to the bathroom a few more times, took my allergy pill, and fought the urge to sleep at my desk. then the head swimming started, of course, i don't know if it's from my allergy meds or my crappy body. i also fought the urge to purge until i gave in and went home at 1pm. i got home at 1:30 and went to bed, sleeping until 5pm. ahhhh. still really tired, stared at the tv for a while, didn't have the energy to even talk much. went to bed at 9:30.

and here i am. on the couch, about to go back to bed. the thought of doing anything the least bit strenuous makes me want to cry. the thought of getting dressed, getting on the train, walking to work, sitting at my desk... no way. so i'll pop some pain reliever and hit the sack.

and then i'll make a doctor's appointment. this has bugged me long enough.

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