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I've been slipping lately in my bloggerly duties. It has not been helping matters as I continue to battle the worst-ever sinus infection the past week. Seriously, this is the absolute embodiment of nazztuh. The entire left side of my head feels as if I endured nine rounds worth of right hooks from Mike Tyson. At least I still have my ear. But my left nostril is sealed up tight, and the post nasal drip tastes of rot and sewage mixed with sulfuric acid. Honestly, I've had my share of sinus hell, but this beats them all. The doc has me taking a handful of industrial strength antibiotics, painkillers and decongestants. The last day I am noticing some improvement, but that has been tempered by the side effects of the regimen of meds. I was at least able to sleep in a bed last night, rather than upright in the recliner trying to keep my face from bursting off my head. I've also practically devastated our stock of tissues. I hope this is a side effect of the antibiotics, but my sense of taste as well as my limited sense of smell is all screwed up. Having dealt with this issue after being bombarded with strong antibiotics in the days after my colon ruptured many years ago (yeah, I'm pretty much a mess), it took months for my senses to normalize. My appetite is lacking, but that's no big deal.
I've been very cranky the past week or so, and I've been avoiding people and interactions and removing myself from any drama-inducing situations for my own good, as well as those around me. I just don't "sick" well at all.
Jeff has been going through his own health issues lately, and I've been accompanying him to his doctor's visits as well. Turns out he will need to undergo carpal tunnel surgery at the end of the month, which might eventually involve both arms at the wrist and the elbow. He also has to have a portion of his thyroid removed, but that can't happen until sometime next year, as his recovery from last December's heart attack and surgeries precludes it; the thyroid and surrounding surgery site is a highly vascular area, and the meds Jeff is currently taking post-heart attack cause significant bleeding. He bruises quite easily these days, and he tends to blame them all on me, which upsets me. Of course, at work he blames them on his boss, which is amusing.
So, as it goes, in sickness and in health, right? We seem to have a lot more of the former lately, but we manage somehow. It's hell getting old, but at least we can do it together.
I've been very cranky the past week or so, and I've been avoiding people and interactions and removing myself from any drama-inducing situations for my own good, as well as those around me. I just don't "sick" well at all.
Jeff has been going through his own health issues lately, and I've been accompanying him to his doctor's visits as well. Turns out he will need to undergo carpal tunnel surgery at the end of the month, which might eventually involve both arms at the wrist and the elbow. He also has to have a portion of his thyroid removed, but that can't happen until sometime next year, as his recovery from last December's heart attack and surgeries precludes it; the thyroid and surrounding surgery site is a highly vascular area, and the meds Jeff is currently taking post-heart attack cause significant bleeding. He bruises quite easily these days, and he tends to blame them all on me, which upsets me. Of course, at work he blames them on his boss, which is amusing.
So, as it goes, in sickness and in health, right? We seem to have a lot more of the former lately, but we manage somehow. It's hell getting old, but at least we can do it together.
