I’ve been down and out since late Wednesday last week. Fevers, chills, night sweats, intestinal issues, nausea and headaches. 3 months ago I would have assumed flu and taken to bed with ginger ale (Canada Dry, of course) and moaned and groaned until I felt better.
Now I assume nothing. Or rather, I’m more apt to assume side effects from my currents meds, since they are varied and I am a side effect queen.
Flu-like symptoms, I was told, were a potential side effect of the Z, so I wasn’t concerned, just annoyed that into week 3 at full dose, my side-effects would suddenly switch gears on me. It’s not unusual, though, since my joint pain moved day to day. For example, last Thursday, my joint pain suddenly went from RIGHTHERERIGHTNOWOMIGOD to Wait-am-I-having-joint-pain-today?
But when I called in to the office today, the nurse was certain that it’s a virus of some sort and not side effects.
Why does it matter? I have to assume that my body is working hard and that this reaction will fix itself somehow, or it will get over the virus eventually, right? And who has a part-time flu? Because Saturday, for hours, I felt fine; yesterday I had good hours as well.
I suppose it doesn’t matter. Keep on with the Z, keep on with the fluids, keep on with the Advil – same old, same old, right?