Showing posts with label Sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sick. Show all posts

Monday, September 21, 2009

Things you can find when you pay attention...and when you are lazy

Walking in our prairie today, trying to shake a blue mood, I was sadly watching the petals fall from our huge stand of Tall Coreopsis.
Fall is creeping over the horizon more every day. Hooper was suddenly alert, trotting over to the fence. I followed, since his eyesight and hearing are much better than mine, and he has pointed me to interesting things more than once.


A tiny, fledgling goldfinch. Just sitting in a clump of weeds. No visible injuries. Just young.

Fledgling AMgoldfinch

Before placing it in the apple tree on the other side of the fence (and away from the dogs), I soaked in its stubby tail,
stubby tail
...barely poking out from the sheaths,

perched
...and let the wee thing perch on my fingers. It was either too weak or too trusting to fly away on its own. It was gently placed among the apples, where a male adult was waiting nervously.
(Just noticed my nails in this photo...more on that at the end)

A few minutes later, on the front porch, a ruckus had begun.
I usually dismiss the house sparrows that swarm like locusts around the feeders (occasionally throwing shoes at them or banging on the windows), but one had tackled a moth.
HOSP and moth
I watched in fascinated horror as it shook the moth until it had stopped fluttering. And then shook off its legs for good measure.


A few minutes after that, while staring at the dishes in disgust, a song sparrow landed just outside the window.
It was sampling the grass seeds sprouting from the BANK of weeds I was too lazy/busy/distracted to pull this summer.
song sparrow2

song sparrow
So yet again, judicious laziness has rewarded us.

Now, my nails.
I have been losing weight rapidly over the past few months. Without trying.
While at a program, I ran into a woman who hasn't seen me in quite a while, and her face dropped into a worried frown as she took my hand and said, "Oh...have you been ill?"
I laughed it off. I reveled in giving away all of my jeans and buying new ones three sizes smaller.
New bras. New tops. Tightening my watch. Being able to take off my wedding and engagement rings to finally clean them.

But. I noticed that my fingernails have been growing into ridges, like growth rings on a tree. Horizontal ridges, emerging from the base.
I read up on this odd symptom, and from the list of ever-increasing, serious-sounding illnesses (malabsorption syndrome, diabetes, cancer) I concluded that it was time to see the doctor.
I am obviously not absorbing nutrients, and while I have loved my lighter body, I am also worried that I am robbing my body of things it needs, like calcium for my bones and protein for my muscles. Vitamin A, potassium, etc....
So, I go in tomorrow so my doctor can look under the hood and kick the tires. Will keep you informed.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Am I still here?

The large, pink, horse-sized antibiotics are slowly allowing me to talk and move.
Is it really necessary to make a pill too large to comfortably take? These things are about the same diameter as my thumb.


Saturday, while I was still able to stand, brought us our FOS pine siskin:

FOS pine siskin

Just one. But a nice one, nonetheless.
We got our first siskins ever, last year, the day before heading to my first Cape May weekend.

My ear is still full of pus, my throat is not on fire anymore yet still smoldering, and my sinuses seem to be full of something akin to Silly Putty. There are two more programs scheduled for me this week, and it is still up in the air as to whether I will be able to do them.
I hate being sick. I really hate being sick for a week and a half.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Voices

Drove myself to Urgent Care this morning.
Fever. Can't breathe or swallow without wincing.
Turns out that I have pharyngitis, a big nasty ear infection and tonsils that look like mold-covered cherry tomatoes.
Had to cancel a very big program for tomorrow. How can I teach if I can't talk?

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Wishing a good nights sleep for myself and Geoff

We got our first substantial snowfall today. About 2 inches (can you hear Trixie and Dave chortling right now?). But the temperature just barely hit 32 today, so there was plenty of ice to deal with.

I was out in it today, all excited to finally be driving my safe new car in the snow. Oh, what fun.
Although Subarus are known for their sure-footedness, I slid right through an intersection this morning.

I went out again later, to pick up birds for tomorrow morning's "program". Not a typical educational presentation, but I hope to WOW some kids.
I got the birds tonight so that I don't have to brave the Super-Early Morning Hours sliding my way across town and then back again (the program is only five minutes from my house). It's supposed to be around 19 degrees when I wake up. Ugh.

To put a big cherry on this sundae, the girls were sick today. Isabelle was complaining of a sore throat and had a very mild fever.
Lorelei was complaining of a headache (seemed to be sinus-related), and had a temperature of 102.9. She felt like a space heater.

After counting dose upon dose of Advil and Dimetapp and throat drops, they are sleeping now, thank goodness.

Please, please, please....let them sleep all night. I need to be fresh and rested in the morning!

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Arf....arf.....Barf!

Even if the mid-summer lull in bird activity wasn't happening, I still wouldn't have been blogging much. A few days ago, I got so very sick...bathroom visits every 10 minutes or so...nausea that threatened to burn my eyeballs...and a few nights ago, I actually thought I would pass out. Now, I haven't passed out ever (unless you count that time I had 15 Amaretto Sours and then stood up to go play pool...but I digress...).

But the other night, I was in the bathroom and I felt that vomiting was inevitable, so I assumed the position. (Driving the porcelain bus) I suddenly felt as if my head was INSIDE OUT and I started to sweat like I never have before. I could actually feel the sweat popping out of my skin. I got up somehow and tried to leave the bathroom to go lay down on the couch. I had to hang onto the door frame. I made it to the front door, about 5 steps from the bathroom. My ears weren't ringing, they were roaring. I clung to the front door, then made the few steps to the armchair. At that point, I fell to my knees. At that point, I was scared out of my mind. I tried to call for Geoff, but I wasn't able to make my voice loud enough for him to hear. I expected to pass out any moment. Scared out of my wits.

Skin dripping, eyes streaming, I somehow got to the couch on my hands and knees. And once I laid down, all was still, except for the sweat still popping out of every pore. A few minutes later (or an hour later, I'm not sure) Geoff came downstairs and I explained what was going on.
He went into the kitchen to get me a glass of water. He added ice. And just before coming back in, I heard him turn around and get me a straw. To make it easier for me to drink it.

THAT little act nearly reduced me to tears again. THAT is why I married the fool. Because he thinks of stuff like that.

I spent the next day on the couch, managing only a shower and to eat a cup of soup. The children wrecked the house, but I got better.

Aren't you glad you visit my blog? See what you could be missing?????

Nellie update: Her eye seems to be better. The raised area is smaller and less angry-looking.

I don't know about you, but I need cleansing after all that.

Isabelle and her crickets
Isabelle has been putting her Bug Habitat to good use, catching and releasing some of the zillion small crickets that call the yard their home.

Even better than that sweet photo is this....

That print on her shirt?
Many, many wee Boston Terriers.
Wee little boston
Go ahead. Soak that in.

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Sicko, Part Deux

1:00 am, Today:
Went to bed.
1:01 am-Realized that I couldn't lie on my right side or back without considerable pain.
2:00 am- Still trying to find a pain free way to sleep. Wonder if I have somehow cracked a few ribs.
3:00 am- Still trying.
5:30 am-My moans of agony wake up Geoff. I explain that I am having a hard time taking a deep breath, and that the pain in my right side is getting worse. I wonder aloud if I have somehow contracted Hep A, or experiencing the beginnings of pancreatitis.
6:30 am- We discuss Urgent Care vs. Emergency Room.

8:00 am- Arrive at B-North ER. While getting up to get a drink from water fountain, I find that I am unable to even talk through the pain.
8:30 am- My sobbing has alerted staff that a bed is necessary.

8:35 am-IV is started, blood culture is taken and a temp of 100.0 is recorded.
9:00 am-Waiting to see the next available doctor. We are told that I can't have any pain meds until I see said doctor.
10:30 am- Still waiting. Curse critical patients coming in with heart failure, trauma and projectile vomiting.
11:00 am-I am taken to X-ray. Able to stand for chest X-ray, but when time comes for abdomen X-rays with me laying on my back, end result is screaming.
11:30 am- Look over at Geoff after I finish bout of crying, tell him that I love him, and proceed to begin sobbing again.
12:00 pm- Meet Dr. Lloyd. Told that my urine sample is full of leukocytes,
bacteria, pus and blood.
12:05 pm- Screaming again because during exam, Dr. squeezes my sides and does some deep palp to my abdomen. Dr. orders pain meds and I never see him again.
12:30 pm- Finally get pain meds: Morphine for pain, Phenergan to control nausea, and Ativan to relax me.
1:00 pm- Diagnosed with acute UTI, given prescriptions for Vicodin and Cipro and discharged.

So, there's my day in a nutshell.
How are you?

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Sicko

I'm not usually sick. But something got a hold of me a few days ago.
I woke up on Monday with some bites on my legs, the back of my knees, and a few other places. They itched for a day and then I forgot about them. Then my neck got a bit stiff. I thought it was just the recurring neck pain I get from a car accident back in 1993.

This morning, I woke up feeling like I had pulled every muscle in my body. I took a nice, hot shower, which did nothing for the pain.
I made it downstairs to the couch and that's where I have been the whole day. Ibuprofen helps a little. I did some research online, and since I don't have a fever (if I do, it's slight) or shaking chills, I can wait until tomorrow to see if I need to see a doctor.
I'm assuming it was a spider, since the welts don't match any other kind of bite or sting.

I am the luckiest woman in the world, though. Geoff, since he works at home, was able to take care of the girls and me today. I felt guilty all day, knowing that he has deadlines to meet, but he said he didn't mind. In sickness and in health.

I love you Geoff....because.

Off to take some more ibuprofen and maybe a cocktail of muscle relaxers.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

UGG.

Nothing of interest happened to me today, unless you count the vomiting.
We were on our way to Swami's, a few minutes from our house, and I said to Geoff, "I feel like I am going to be sick."
He took me home, I laid down, got back up, got sick, then collapsed on the couch for the remainder of the day.

I was later able to take a quick nest inventory of the yard:
Wrens: All have fledged.
Chickadees: At least two bright yellow gapes seen in the nest box.
Tree Swallows vs. Purple Martins: Looks like the TRES have won the nest site. Damn.
Bluebirds: Haven't seen even ONE since winter.
Frogs: One very loud amphibian has been calling from the area around the fountain. I need to look up frog calls. Last year we had bull frogs.
I hope someone had a more exciting day than I did...