InsaneJournal

So...
I figure, I've been in a shitty way for the past 1.5-2 weeks, so what better choice than to pour woe and angst all over my journal.

A ways back I somehow managed to pull a muscle mass in my back. Ah, the sheeting flames of agony and despair. It's the kind of pain which makes a person realize (in a different way from having a migraine) why certain human beings just snap one day, buy a gun, and shoot as many as people as they can before turning the gun on themselves. Or, maybe they just become serial killers. Whatever.

As a result, I've been popping Excedrin and Doan's like TicTacs, and have barely slept more than three hours at a stretch. I am, shall we say, rather crabby.

Then, hark! Is that a chance of season? It's hard to tell down here. But, I did know something was up when a Mariachi band started playing in my sinuses... which is usually a bad thing. So then I get pain and pressure in my ears, and hearing loss, fever and sweating, and another heaping of woe and angst. Not to mention, our all time favorite illness, a delicate stomach.

Luckily, I had a doctor's appointment set for today, for another reason entirely.

Can you believe, I was actually happy when I woke up (so to speak) this morning and realized all I felt was a "normal" headache? Weird. (That ended quickly, of course.)

So now I have a new prescription for Imatrex, for those pesky migraines which occasionally sneak up and drill holes in my head. I have a prescription for antibiotics, to hopefully clear up this ear issue (I mean really, people, I'm getting on a plane in two weeks, and I'd rather not deal with excruciating pain and potential deafness). I also have orders to start taking Claritin or the equivalent, because Dr Person thinks half my sinus issues are allergies of the usual sort, and agreed with me that something like sudafed was useless (which is good, since it makes me incredibly twitchy and I hate the stuff).

To top it all off, my blood pressure has gone up, but I knew that before I even stepped in the door. You know that when you can feel your pulse, practically hear it. No idea why, but perhaps it's all this stress and not enough sleep. We shall see.