When I was writing last night’s post, I had this gut feeling that if I wrote about good health, CF would rear back and crush me with a blow to the head. And it did. I woke up sweating, which has been happening on and off for over a month, but hadn’t reached the level it did this morning. My stomach was upset but nothing major as far as pain goes. And, I had a bad reaction to yesterday’s allergy shot. I felt like crap and started to panic.
Hello, Xanax. I took it but it didn’t help with feeling hot and sweating, but did take some of the edge off the anxiety.
I took two allergy tabs. I ate breakfast. Then I started to feel a little better. I forced myself to lift weights this afternoon and felt like I had really good air. In fact, after working out I felt good. Then I ate some carrots and cherries, and 20, 25 minutes later the same cycle started again.
Then during my afternoon treatment, I had some thick blood streaks, which I hope were tied to the workout. Or to the sweating? Do I have an infection after all, somewhere the Cayston didn’t reach? I don’t have a fever, but am hot, sweaty and clammy.
Or is it a reaction to the allergy shot? Is it my stomach? Hormones?
I am amazed that yesterday was so different. I was happy that I’d escaped the hospital, but now I feel like I should check in. I just knew this would happen. I was punished for pride about doing something right.
It’s days like this when I feel like giving up.