For two weeks now, my son has had a cold and has been super mega grumpy, even for him, because of it. I’ve tried to just be chill about it, because we’re all grumpy when we’re sick. I don’t blame him for being grumpy at all, because it will pass eventually.
The last three weeks, I’ve had horrible tight, stabbing pains in my hip and I assumed it was just a pinched nerve or something. It sucked, but it was bearable for the most part and I just put up with it. The last week, it went from a level 5 (out of 10) to “Holy Jesus Christ on a frigging cracker, just cut my leg off now please.” every single day. Like, I felt a tight pulling from my right buttcheek that was super painful and went all the way down to my foot. I battled through it at work, because I felt like I had no choice and even sitting or laying down, I was still in pain. After a few hours at work, it would loosen up to the point that it wasn’t AS painful (like down from an 11 to about a 6 or 7..so still painful but almost kinda bearable). But the minute I sat down even for a few minutes, the pain would ratchet right back up again. Going to the grocery store yesterday nearly had me in tears and I fought through it, but JFC. I was hurting really bad. Like, this was worse than labor pain, y’all.
I called my doctor this morning and made an appointment for early this evening because I can’t take it anymore. I was able to battle through about an hour at work before going “Screw it. I can’t do this. It hurts too much and I am not going to do this again today. I just can’t.” and left. I got the essentials of what I needed to get done finished and went home. I could barely get out of the car because I was in so much damn pain. After I’d been home about half an hour or so, my husband rolls in. I said I thought he was supposed to be at work and he replied that his boss sent him home because he was sick. I got him settled in the bedroom, brought him some water and took his temperature. It was elevated, but not quite a fever. He went to the drop in clinic and sure ’nuff, he has the flu AND strep throat. Oh joy. OH RAPTURE.
Not really…because that means that I’m probably going to end up with it too. Crap. Just him SAYING he had the flu has made me feel nauseous.
