Martian Death Flu

Bwahahaha!! Poor Jadian. That story gave me a nice laugh. It sounds like a comedy skit. I think your doctor is a quack. How many years has she been practicing medicine? Are you sure that she'd not just an intern? ^^;

Eris, I dunno about that.

I mean, I've had many evil doctors, but I have to say, every doctor I've seen within the last couple years was pretty damn good.
After all, I'm still twitching, and they think they've got this concussion nonsense beat.....

*steps past the circle of posters and gives Jadian a big monster hug* Get well soon hon! I'd give you a big kiss on the cheek too, but you don't really want my kooties, do you...

To the story telling part of this thread:
There was once when I came down with an almighty stomach bug, out of the blue, no warning, and I was uncontrollably sick at both ends. What a nightmare. That lasted for a couple days, and then I slept for a week. But I think the worst in recent history was last semester, while I was in Rome. Our group took a ten day tour of Greece, and near the end I started getting a cold or flue of some sort. I sure as hell don't speak Greek, I can barely read the letters, so I had a hell of a time finding any medicine or vitamins (that is, no luck at all.) By the time we got on the boat back to Italy I was in pretty bad shape. By the time we got back to campus it had spread to sinuses, lungs, and ears. So I went to this little Italian doctor who spoke no English. Two other students with a medical dictionary translating between us. Wow. He gave me antibiotics, some killer cough syrup, and drop for my ears. I was almost completely deaf in both ears for a week and a half. I sat at the front of the room in all my classes and took no notes, having a time of it just to figure out what the teacher was saying in the lecture. I'm not sure my professors appreciated my sitting so close. I got better pretty quickly though, and thank God, because I have heard horror stories about the hospitals there from friends who broke bones or came down with serious pneumonia.

Anyway. GET BETTER SOON JADIAN!!!! Don't let the mad doctor get you down!

Jadian, I hope you feel better soon! *hug*

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Actually, I'd be glad the doctor is looking beyond the obvious upper respiratory infections. Better to investigate and identify early rather than let things fester...

That conversation with your doctor reminds me of my worst illness -- it started with me running a fever of 104.1 degress(!!!!) for three days, with several days of 101-102 tempertures prior and after. I think I was feverish for about ten days, but I really don't remember much of that whole period.

Needless to say, I was beyond completely miserable. I could not move, what with the fever and the body aches. My cousin said I was delirious most of the times she would wake me to pour tylenol down my throat (she went out and bought the liquid children's stuff, because she couldn't get me to swallow the pills). I went through five boxes of tissue. My dominant memory of the time was that I had uncontrollable chills, even with nine blankets/comforters piled on top of me.

For some reason, I didn't go to the hospital. The fever breaks, my throat isn't swollen nearly shut and my nose stops running, and I chalk it up to the worst flu I've ever had.

About seven months pass. Since the fever incident, I've had an almost continual series of "colds," I'm constantly fatigued, so much so that eventually I'm sleeping 20 hours a day, and still zombie-ish in the four hours I'm awake. I'm constantly short of breath, and my chest hurts, along with every other muscle in my body. I finally catch a clue and go to a doctor. (Hey, I was in my "invincible 20-year old" mindset.) I test negative for the common bacterials, the recent flu strains, and for mono and pneumonia.

The doctor sends me to have more tests. For what? "Leukemia and AIDS."

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.

I'm happy to report both tests were negative. Eventually they discovered I did have mono -- just not the Epstein-Barr virus version, which IIRC is 95% of the cases. I had the CMV version (don't remember the the long un-acronym), which, "by the way, is much more severe and lengthy than the Epstein-Barr mononucleosis."

And of course there's nothing that "treats" a virus. I just had to drop out of school until I could get out of bed. The doctor notified the university and they even let me retroactively drop all the classes in the term we had almost finished, thankfully, since I was failing every one. I ended up missing another two terms.

But hey, I didn't have cancer or AIDS!

Hmm. The sickest I have ever been... About two years ago I came down with a weird strain of the flu. At first, it was just regular flu misery, but it changed when my throat swelled and I started to throw up everything I ate or even drank. My appetite was non-existant. I could barely force myself to even drink a bit of water. The nausea became bad enough that I went to the doctor about it all several times. She put me on compozine. I had a horrible pain in my chest that felt like I'd been beaten on just above my ribs. Several days later, my mother dragged me to the emergency room. Found out that the compozine had been making me have seizures (I didn't know what was happening when I'd freeze up, thought it was a muscle spasm). I had a really bad one while I was in the ER. Fortunately, the doctor on call knew what to do. He ordered a shot of Benedryl, and a few minutes later I found myself wheeled into a tiny stock room (they had no more room for beds), and strapped to a cold IV.

They said that I was severly dehydrated, and that if I hadn't made it to the ER within a couple of days that I could have died. And there I thought I had the flu. o.o;

GeekGirl, I'm glad things turned out ok. It really does pay to see the doctor when you are that sick. A friend of mine was sick like that and kept putting off going to the doctor until she was practically unable to stand and when they tested her, she DID have leukemia.

*shudders*

She recovered though. Glad that wasn't the case with you.

Yeah, well, now they're looking at mono. Seems that I've had three infections in a row, one right after the other, and I tried rollerblading the seawall today, and that was just about the dumbest thing I've ever done because at the very furthest point from any kind of road/path/busroute I fell and couldn't get up because my legs were shaking too badly. It's just so beautiful here, we're at 26 degrees and cloudless sky and I live near Stanley Park which is a rainforest and English Bay which is a beach next to the rainforest, and I've been stuck inside for weeks and friends came into town and I stopped listening to my better judgement.
So. House ridden again, but only from fatigue, thank God. I'm really feeling much better. Just too much too soon.

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get better, dammit!

STAY IN BED!! Knuckly-head.

Roller-blading along seawalls?!?

Sheesh.

Glad you're feeling better. :)

[QUOTE]Originally posted by GeekGirl:

I'm happy to report both tests were negative. Eventually they discovered I did have mono -- just not the Epstein-Barr virus version, which IIRC is 95% of the cases. I had the CMV version (don't remember the the long un-acronym), which, "by the way, is much more severe and lengthy than the Epstein-Barr mononucleosis."

CMV = Cytomegalovirus

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your friendly neighbourhood Lab Rat [img]tongue.gif[/img]

Roller blading along seawalls? Man, I envy some of you for the cities you live in. *sighs*

Get better soon.