Sick of being Sick

Have you ever been so sick and for so long that you just want to cry? That’s how I’m feeling right now. Last Friday night we had a party and then went clubbing. It was pretty fun. I always get something to eat before I go home and that night was no different. I usually just grab some nuggets from McDonald’s, and I didn’t change it up that night, except that I also ate half of a Halal snack pack which Gilly had bought for himself. We went home and went to bed and like usual I felt sickly hungry the next morning. I knew I was feeling a bit sick but I didn’t think much of it, especially when I went to drive to the airport to pick up my cousins. I made it about 10 minutes before I started to feel really sick. I pulled over for a few minutes before I thought I was feeling better. I was definitely not feeling better. I made it home and gave mum the car so that she could go to the airport instead. I started to feel a little better once I sat down and had some water. I just thought I was really hungover, but I hadn’t drunk as much as I usually would.

 

When my cousins arrived at the house we all geared up to go to a friend’s house for some dinner and drinks. I definitely wouldn’t be drinking but I was pretty hungry at this point. I drove my cousins over but just before we turned the last bend, that sick feeling came over me again. I almost crashed the car because I was trying to park the car without throwing up. We ended up staying there for about an hour before I couldn’t take the nausea anymore. I got Gilly and we drove back home again. I was ok for a while but I just stayed in bed until morning.

 

Christmas Eve had arrived. I was definitely no better. I could barely eat a thing and I was too scared to get into the car in case I would get another major wave of nausea. At this point, I had been constantly nauseous for over 24 hours. I couldn’t go last minute Christmas shopping that day so I had to call Gilly every time I remembered another gift I needed. I spent most of that day alone while everyone else was out. I didn’t mind being alone, I was more pissed off that I couldn’t participate.

 

Christmas Day was a lot better. I woke up and had breakfast before heading to church. Unfortunately, I had missed the actual mass but I stayed for a little to say a prayer. Once home, we all went swimming and I helped set up for the big family dinner we were having. There was 16 of us in total. I was even able to have a couple of drinks. I did end up going to bed earlier than most but I lasted at least 12 hours without feeling too ill. I still wasn’t ok with getting in a car but I was feeling somewhat better than the day before.

 

Boxing day came next. I woke up thinking that I would be fine to go shopping and have a great day but that didn’t work out either. Gilly, once again, had to do my shopping for me. I felt really bad that he had to do that. I wasn’t feeling any better than the day before but I wasn’t any worse either which felt like a plus to me. That didn’t last very long either.

 

Wednesday came and I was getting worse again. I was so over it and now I starting to get really dizzy. I could barely move without almost falling over. I was getting really sick of this now so I called a home doctor to see me. She gave me some anti-nausea pill and a script for the same pill that I could pick up if I started getting dizzy again. It worked a bit but I was still feeling more nauseous than I would like to. I was considering going to my regular doctor the next day but like every day so far, that didn’t exactly work out for me either.

 

Thursday started off alright. No major changes at first. Everyone went off to a miniature zoo while Gilly and I stayed behind. I still wasn’t getting in a car, not a chance. A couple hours in and my right arm went numb. My heart then started racing and I thought I was going to throw up. I ended up on the floor for about 30 minutes, calling a nurse for advice, calling my regular doctor to see if he would come for a home visit, all to no avail. I started having a huge panic attack. I started thinking I was having a stroke or a heart attack and ended up calling an ambulance. My panic attack only got worse as I was waiting for them to arrive. They had to pick me up off the floor when they did and walk me to the couch. I was crying and nauseous and just wanted to feel better. They first calmed me down before taking my vital signs and checking my blood sugar and then just chatting with me to get the full story.

 

The paramedics eventually decided that I needed to go to the hospital and that is where I spent the next 6 hours. Gilly called mum and let her know what was going on at this point to which she said she would meet us at the hospital. The paramedics were great. They kept me calm during the whole ride to the hospital even though I was panicking that I would get car sick. It did take ages to get to the hospital though even with 95% of the traffic lights being green for us. When we got there, they pulled me out of the ambulance on the stretcher which was both a relief and embarrassing. I gave my details to the nurse once inside before waiting on the stretcher in the hallway. Mum met up with us around this time too. We waited about 45 minutes before I was brought into the emergency room and popped on to a chair. Gilly stayed with me during this time while mum brought my aunt home as I could only have 2 people with me. We had different doctors and nurses talk to us over the next hour or so. I had some basic tests done, including a blood test. We waited for about another hour before a bed became available for me and a nurse conducted an ECG and checked my vital signs again. All was normal at this point. Eventually, the resident who had taken my ‘case’ told me that she couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me except for an elevated white blood cell count. So, she consulted with her boss and they decided to send me off for a CT scan to rule out the worst possible scenarios, which included a stroke and MS. That all came back clear. Another hour later and they sent me home with no new findings or ideas except for a possible virus.

 

I came home from the hospital and nothing had changed. Since then it’s been about 2 days and I still don’t feel any better. It’s turning into more of a good days and bad days situation where I might feel great now but in like 3 hours I’m going to feel like crap again and not be able to get out of the bed. I can feel myself getting weaker, mostly in my legs, but every movement can become another bout of intense nausea that practically incapacitates me.

But for now, I am dealing and waiting. More updates to come.

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Quick update!

Its been another week of still feeling perpetually ill. I had a second doctor come out to the house at the start of the week to see if he could give me anything. He was really cool and just went through an endless list of things that could or couldn’t be causing the nausea. He actually sat on my bedroom floor for about 5 minutes just asking me different questions about my lifestyle and my eating habits and every other possible thing you can think of. He ruled out about 10 things but we were all still left with no answers.

On Tuesday I went to a doctor at my regular clinic. I had to get mum to drive me over and the motion sickness fully hit me all over again. I’m now trying to avoid the car as long as possible again. Anyway, he checked me over and commented on how small I was – like my frame, not my height, although I’m pretty short anyway. He couldn’t figure it out either. He put me on some more tablets that are used to treat a stomach ulcer. He wants me to go and get an endoscopy too – you know, that camera they put down your throat. But yeah, so far he thinks it could be some sort of acid build up or ulcer – kinda gross hey. Now I just have to wait and see what happens…again!

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5 thoughts on “Sick of being Sick

  1. Hey Meg, really sorry to hear about this. Especially at this time of year, it sounds really awful. I hope you get better soon 😊

    1. Thanks Zac, I’m feeling a little better but I have a few more tests to do to see if they can figure out what’s up with me this time haha. MX

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