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Nov 2017

I'm sick as a dog right now with intense chills, fever, headache, it hurts to swallow, I feel like I'm going to puke and I have post nasal. Viral Upper Respiratory Infectioss aren't fun and it hurts to draw.

What about you all?

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Funny story, when I was 4, I got pneumonia. They took me to the emergency room where the doctors hurriedly checked my temperature, which was 104 degrees F:
"quick! give this child some penicillin!"

It was that day the doctors realized that I was allergic to penicillin.

When I was 23 I got shingles and basically laid in a bed for a month eating Vicodin and getting skinny.

Year after that I got carbon monoxide poisoning. That was pretty interesting.

I got the swine flu, back when that was the trendy! This was the first time I was every REALLY sick without my parents around to take care of me, because college. It was a bit scary, though I was fine.

And this one time my ear drum exploded, and I woke up to blood just kind of leaking out of my ear. It was very dramatic.

OH NO!

I had viral meningitis as a wee child, that only got diagnosed because I was complaining of a headache - which, at the time, my mom thought was suspicious bc I never complained about headaches.

Asides from that, I've only ever been struck with colds that vary in weakness. My immune system is too powerful.

Though all 4 of my wisdom teeth impacted and I suffered for 3 weeks straight because none of the dentists I saw believed that my wisdom teeth were coming out. Pain killers only lasted an hour tops, and the only thing that actually helped numb the pain was clove oil. One dentist said I needed 7 root canals and that my gums were too inflamed to tell if my wisdom teeth were coming out, despite x-rays from other places definitely confirming said fact :l

I had a fever, my head felt like it was going to explode, my chest felt like someone was trying to pull out my heart and best part was, I had work to do, it was month end rush like every other month, and being goody-two-shoes who hates to throw more work on others who was loaded with their own stuff to finish I work my full 9 hours that day and came back the next (on a weekend) to insure that all timesheets were entered for the staff, that there weren't any missing, cause then they'd not get paid and I'd feel even worse than I did sick as I was, when everything was in order (after another 6 hours), I left slept the rest of the day away, and the next and came 1st day of a new work week (hoping actually was still at least a bit sick, so I could go to the doc get booked off and use my sick leave for once...
I was healthy as a spring chicken running on adrenaline!!! Like really? Couldn't I have had the worst cold of my life just the next week when all the work was handled and I got take the it off with sick leave??? Spent some time watching sib movies, under a think blanket and eating ice-cream (usually the only thing I can keep down when sick; being deathly serious now!!!) Thus here's my tip

When I had trouble swallowing (Was working as intern when got sick - a previous time); I ate and "drunk" frozen stuff - Frozen Yogurt, Ice cream, I even made chocolate milk, put it in the fridge and just before it freezes over completely I would drink/eat it (like a slush-puppy) anything warmer than "freezing" I couldn't eat or drink, for the life of me! Soda burned my throat and besides that it felt like I was chocking, same with any other food. I even ate my soup frozen...
So try that.

Yeah, me too. I think I had it when I was 6. I remember waking up with a headache and complaining about it as well, and my mom had the good sense to take me to the doctor because she knew something was off. One of the worst, most painful experiences of my life was having a needle stuck into my spinal cord so the doctors could sample the fluid from the canal. I felt like that needle was in my back for weeks after that.

I'm hazy on the details because I've only been told about it, but as a very small child (1 or 2 years old I think) I had a severe case of bronchitis. I remember my mom telling me that she had to drive me to another city every day (about an hour away by car) to get therapy. I also think I recall her mentioning how I couldn't sleep because I was coughing so violently throughout the night. It's scary typing about it, in a way.

Because of both of these stories, I am filled with a quiet but intense rage when people talk trash about modern medicine and doctors. Many simply take for granted the progress we've made and forget that, without medicine, diseases that these days register only as mild annoyance could kill us. If it wasn't for medicine, I wouldn't be alive today, and neither would the vast majority of people I know.

I was so delirious one time that I tried to set my bed on fire . . . with toilet water.

Another time I slipped and landed on a boiling kettle. The kettle was on the floor outside the bathroom, it was how my dad got hot water for his bath. Anyway, I flattened the kettle. I screamed like a pig and scrambled for the laundry area, where my dad found me sitting in a washtub running a hose over my everything.

I later developed a blister the size of a grown man's fist. When we lanced it, so much fluid drained out it was like I was peeing from my thigh.

I suffered from strep throat a lot as a kid. Worst pain and suffering I ever dealt with. There was also that month or so long cold I had at the end of the 8th grade, which made me miss that entire last month of school. No one knew what was wrong with me, it was just a really bad case of the common cold that left me miserable for almost that entire month. Cool that I missed so much school and didn't have to be held back, but I couldn't really do much of anything either, lest I got worse lol

I have two cases actually...
When I was little (like 3 or something) I had gastroenteritis... I don't remember much despite hospital visits and having tubes and stuff. I had to wear a wristband for ages and for weeks after I was discharged I couldn't eat without getting queasy - I drank orange juice and fainted.

When I was in high school (like 14 years old) I got a terrible influenza... I couldn't get up for a week and then I went back to school for one day... Came home, threw up and passed out. I was bedridden for another week lol... Just comatose in bed.

I don't get sick that often tbh but when I do it's always really bad.

I can't think of a time other than having chicken pox when I was four that I was really sick for a long time. Just a few days here and there when I needed to take a day for a sore throat or headache. Oh, and in high school I would get stress migraines that made me want to crack my skull open on the wall.

I have, however, been out of commission for long stretches of time due to surgery. When I was 17, I had chest surgery and was stuck in bed for two weeks straight. Only six months prior I had my wisdom teeth taken out, which took a week to recover from. So, yeah, my sick is recovering from medical procedures more than fighting off viruses.

I also almost died once from head trauma.

Stop it. Oh my god. :anguished:


a few years ago my family came down with the flu (thanks to a lovely relative who'd been given the flu shot SHORTLY BEFORE THEY VISITED.)

we literally almost died, if not for the grace of God... and steak n' shake.

also there was the time a little boy spit/sneezed (or both) on me when I was 5 and gave me his bronchitis.
i've been homeschooled ever since.

I had bronchitis a couple of times when I was younger. That shit was not fun.

I think the worst time I was sick....

I had a temp of 104 degrees. I was really little....Otherwise, it's just the anxiety/depression mental health that causes the most problems and suicidal behavior.

My brother swallowed a light bulb though! That was a crazy one!

Swine Flu survivors, unite! I was quarantined. Lay unconcious on a mattress on the living room floor for about a week with my boyfriend monitoring me from a distance. I don't really remember it.

I lived alone at like 18 or so for a short stint and there wasn't really anyone living near me at that point that I knew very well, so when I got the flu there wasn't anyone around to check in on me really. I was so sick I had no energy to move and stayed in bed, and ended up getting so dehydrated that my kidneys almost failed. Was so fun. Great year that was.