Well, blogging daily is off to a terrible start. What the shit. I did, like, two days. Let's get back on the wagon then, shall we?
Where have I been the last couple days? My couch. Or, the easy chair. Or even in my bed. Sick. Sick sick sick. I felt a little off Wednesday evening when I headed to CrossFit. I was off work earlier than usual that afternoon and had stopped at the store on the way home to get something to make for dinner so there would be food to eat. The entire time, I felt not right but ... I wasn't going to miss this! So I went and worked out. It was a hard one, harder still because I felt so terrible. Afterwards, I felt even more weird but I figured I was just tired.
I woke up in the middle of the night (OK, it was 11:30pm but to someone who gets up at 0330 that is the middle of the damn night). I felt HORRIBLE. I was clammy, nauseous, and good lord, I couldn't swallow to save my life. I made myself get back in bed and try to sleep it off but an hour or so later, I was awake again even worse so I called in sick to work. I was awake until about 5 am when I finally drug myself back down the hall to bed.
I slept most of Thursday, alternating from the chair to the bed. Finally, after no relief, I called the doctor. After a phone appointment he decided it was Strep throat. He seemed overwhelmed by my disease (I love when I get doctors who don't know what it is ... that's always fun!) and over-reactive. He told me to get antibiotics to treat it, etc. I called out to work for the next day and got the meds the next morning, etc. By the end of Friday I was feeling worse. Long story short: even if I didn't have Strep, the other options are only treatable with rest, fluids, etc. I waved the white flag for Saturday and stayed home.
Thank goodness for the Winter Olympics because I could sleep and lay miserable around the house and have something to watch that I was OK falling asleep for. When I am sick like that, I don't like to "binge shows" because I'll miss whole episodes and wake up to Netflix asking me if I am still watching.
Sadly, this brought me to Saturday evening when I had hoped we would be doing something for our anniversary but I was miserable so we didn't. Even all Sunday I wasn't happy. I ventured out to get a cup of coffee and found myself desperate to get back home.
Our anniversary outing consisted of going to Oliver's to get stuff to make for dinner. Even that wasn't a good idea. We retreated back to the house and Dan made dinner super early. I wrapped myself up and tried to sit outside to feel better but it wasn't working so ... I had to call in sick again.
Anyway, it's Tuesday, I am back at work ... and I feel a smidge better but not much. Not much at all. I can't swallow that great again. I was doing alright this morning but not now. It's just not fun.
And, I don't even know if it is actually Strep throat, or tonsillitis, or my friendly neighborhood autoimmune disease wreaking havoc on me. Because, when I look in my throat, that right tonsil is still half the size of the opening of my throat.
Will I go to CrossFit tonight? Probably not. Coming to work for a 10 hour shift is a big step. Maybe tomorrow, I will feel more like stepping into the box. Tonight, I need to retreat home, to my pajamas and rest for the rest of the evening.
The CrossFit Open starts Friday. FRIDAY! I will be there for that ... if my first workout is absolutely abysmal .... so be it. I get my chemo saturday morning which means that next week's workout will be amazing!!! I truly believe things are only going to get better after next Saturday.
I wasn't exactly fantastic on eating this weekend. I couldn't swallow anything with edges so ... it was a lot of soft foods and not exactly the best of them. Chinese because it was all soft or coated in sauce. Or a taco salad because the guts are soft.
Today, I've been pretty good. Lots of liquid foods though. Meal replacement shake for breakfast and for snack (with a cup of frozen berries tossed in for snack). I am being very aware of what's going in, making sure that I don't consume too little as well. I just need to get to where I can swallow again. On workout days, I will be eating more ... trust me, I know I will need it.
Only a few more days and, hopefully, I will be putting all of this behind me. Being sick with whatever this is ... and hopefully making Wegener's shut the eff up.
Side note: have you seen Vikings, the TV show? OMG. We started watching it one evening (Hubby isn't a sports fan so while he tolerated my Olympic binging the first couple nights ... I gave him a reprieve on Sunday). We are hooked. Ragnar is amazing ... so dreamy. And, I am not usually a blond hair, blue eyed fan. Except for Jax Teller from Sons of Anarchy. The two look a lot alike. That could be what's saving him.
OK, that's all from me for now. Onward and upward, right?
Pounds lost: not a one! But ... nothing gained so that's a win!
Have a great Tuesday everyone.