This sucks. I’m coughing like nobody’s business and still running a fever. I have no energy, but I also can’t sleep. At night it’s interrupted by the cough, so that’s awesome. My chest is tight, except when I use the nebulizer.
My doctor is up my ass, which I understand, but damn, I’m seeing a lot of the man. I keep answering the same questions every day. Jess has the same problem, as apparently they’re supposed to do a daily check in until day 11. I don’t know what we’ll do over the weekend, but I suspect, knowing my doc, I’m still going to be seeing him. He sounds tired, and I feel a little bad that I’m a source of his worry.
I feel that way about my family, too. They’re all really concerned and I can’t even tell them not to be. I don’t have the energy to put up a good facade. I just want this over, and soon.
My doctor is up my ass, which I understand, but damn, I’m seeing a lot of the man. I keep answering the same questions every day. Jess has the same problem, as apparently they’re supposed to do a daily check in until day 11. I don’t know what we’ll do over the weekend, but I suspect, knowing my doc, I’m still going to be seeing him. He sounds tired, and I feel a little bad that I’m a source of his worry.
I feel that way about my family, too. They’re all really concerned and I can’t even tell them not to be. I don’t have the energy to put up a good facade. I just want this over, and soon.