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I was griping last weekend about my personal head-start on the Summer cold season. I spent all weekend in bed, managed to work a half day Monday but felt lousy enough to take Tuesday off. Yesterday I cried uncle and called the doctor because the sore throat just wasn't getting better, and left work early today for the appointment.
Turns out I have Tracheitis, which is kind of a bacterial infection that settles into the windpipe instead of going north to become a sinus infection, or south to become bronchitis. I'm running a slight fever (which I didn't realize), and antibiotics have been prescribed. It's a good thing I went in, because this stuff can cause enough swelling to block off the airway.
It's supposed to rain and snow tonight. I've already let work know I'm probably not going in tomorrow.
My wife told me to quit whining. I called her Nurse Ratchet. Bad move.
Posted by Ted at March 16, 2006 06:54 PM | TrackBackGood move,Ted.At least as far as yer cold strategy.Not the last time(12/31/04) but the time before that I got the flue it turned to pneumonia and a massive sinus infection that took months to "heal".That led to sinus surgery and a whole crap load of other problems that are still haunting me.Trust me when I say;"Take care of your cold because anything else isn't worth it".
As for your wife.....well....you're on yer own pardner.Your cold may suddenly be small beans.
Yikes. Glad to hear you've gone to the doctor...hope the meds kick in quickly and you're feeling better soon.
Posted by: nic at March 16, 2006 08:19 PMMy wife told me to quit whining. I called her Nurse Ratchet. Bad move.
No shit, Sherlock :~)
Posted by: Victor at March 17, 2006 11:34 AM