17 Oct 2011 Leave a Comment
in health
Well, I ended up with bronchitis anyway, even though I tried to take it easy after my hard week. Apparently my immune system took a hit from all that sleep deprivation. I went to the family doc, who said there is definitely something bacterial going on, and sent me home with a script for 10 days of antibiotics. Last time I had bronchitis, 8 years ago, I was very anti-doctor, and coughed for 6 weeks before I finally went to the campus doctor, thinking that I had a broken rib. Nope, pleurisy. Four weeks of excruciating pain, which could have been avoided had I gone in a month earlier.
I’ve been off since last weekend. The nice thing is that I was called off tonight (was supposed to be my first night back, since I’m halfway better now), so I get a few more days to fully recover. Yay for low census. 
The kids have been a dream this week, cooperating fully with my plan to use the TV as a babysitter while I recovered, but the house is beyond trashed. After being sedentary all week, I’m actually looking forward to cleaning it tomorrow. Nowhere to go but up; it’s pretty bad before I use the term ‘trashed’.
