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A Night Out to the Movies and to the ER
Jan. 24th, 2016 12:08 pmYe gods, what a night...
Last night, a small group of us went out to the movies to see "The Boy". The theater was full of teenagers, but they were strangely well-behaved. Despite some decent acting and a cool setting, the movie was rather dull. The guys thought so too, as we tore it apart while having dinner.
On my way home from the outing, I stopped and bought some Nyquil as I coughed intermittently all evening. Before bed, I started coughing so hard that I threw up a couple of times. I blamed it mainly on eating too much for dinner and went to bed after things settled down.
Then the night went south fast.
I have had chills before but not like last night. From midnight to 3 AM, I shook so violently, I couldn't sleep. The whole bed was shaking like crazy. At some point, I had to get up to go to the bathroom, and the chills were so bad, I could barely walk to the bathroom and back. At 3 AM they finally stopped. It freaked me out so much, that I worried that I needed to go to the ER. Seriously, they were that bad. The last time I had a night even remotely close to this was an evening where food poisoning was involved, so I worried that had happened again.
It took an hour for me to build up the strength to get out of bed. I tried so desperately to get the chills to stop that my muscles were incredibly sore and I was exhausted. I finally got dressed and drove over the ER, which is only a couple of miles away from my house.
The ER was thankfully not busy. The intake clerk was an @$$hole. I told him that I thought I might have food poisoning. I told him it started with the sneezing and coughing and he cut me off with a tone of disbelief.
"That doesn't sound like food poisoning," he snarked, giving me a look like he didn't believe I was sick.
"Well, hang on a second, and I'll tell you WHY I'm worried it is," I retorted.
After he checked me in, a nurse took me back to a room where I was found to have a 103 degrees F fever (take THAT check-in clerk!) The doctor saw me and she wanted a chest x-ray to make sure I didn't have pneumonia. Luckily, my lungs are clear, so she concluded that I have a flu. She told me the usual -- rest, liquids, etc. She checked my temperature again, it had dropped down to 99 degrees F. They finally discharged me around 6 AM and I drove home.
I crashed for five more hours, this time sleeping better than before. I'm still coughing, but all the other symptoms seems to have passed.
I'm beat. :(
Last night, a small group of us went out to the movies to see "The Boy". The theater was full of teenagers, but they were strangely well-behaved. Despite some decent acting and a cool setting, the movie was rather dull. The guys thought so too, as we tore it apart while having dinner.
On my way home from the outing, I stopped and bought some Nyquil as I coughed intermittently all evening. Before bed, I started coughing so hard that I threw up a couple of times. I blamed it mainly on eating too much for dinner and went to bed after things settled down.
Then the night went south fast.
I have had chills before but not like last night. From midnight to 3 AM, I shook so violently, I couldn't sleep. The whole bed was shaking like crazy. At some point, I had to get up to go to the bathroom, and the chills were so bad, I could barely walk to the bathroom and back. At 3 AM they finally stopped. It freaked me out so much, that I worried that I needed to go to the ER. Seriously, they were that bad. The last time I had a night even remotely close to this was an evening where food poisoning was involved, so I worried that had happened again.
It took an hour for me to build up the strength to get out of bed. I tried so desperately to get the chills to stop that my muscles were incredibly sore and I was exhausted. I finally got dressed and drove over the ER, which is only a couple of miles away from my house.
The ER was thankfully not busy. The intake clerk was an @$$hole. I told him that I thought I might have food poisoning. I told him it started with the sneezing and coughing and he cut me off with a tone of disbelief.
"That doesn't sound like food poisoning," he snarked, giving me a look like he didn't believe I was sick.
"Well, hang on a second, and I'll tell you WHY I'm worried it is," I retorted.
After he checked me in, a nurse took me back to a room where I was found to have a 103 degrees F fever (take THAT check-in clerk!) The doctor saw me and she wanted a chest x-ray to make sure I didn't have pneumonia. Luckily, my lungs are clear, so she concluded that I have a flu. She told me the usual -- rest, liquids, etc. She checked my temperature again, it had dropped down to 99 degrees F. They finally discharged me around 6 AM and I drove home.
I crashed for five more hours, this time sleeping better than before. I'm still coughing, but all the other symptoms seems to have passed.
I'm beat. :(
