I’ve been struggling physically lately.
I began having what I thought was one of my “bad spells” on Thursday.. I thought okay, I know what to do… I’ll have to have a day off work today but Within the next couple of days I’ll be feeling back to my normal self…
Boy was I wrong.
Friday morning I woke up feeling okay. I thought ok the worse part is over with now.. Time to take things easy but also try and get back to normal.
I had a double blood test booked in early that morning. It was a glutton intolerance test so I had one blood test taken, then was given a high sugary drink, then was told to wait in the waiting room for 2hrs before having my second, and last blood test.
After having the drink I felt nauseous. I didn’t feel right at all. I was told it can make you feel sick but I thought she meant just a bit.
I sat in the hot waiting room (I wasn’t allowed out the building) with a mask on… Feeling sick and eventually tired. I wasn’t feeling myself at all.
I went to have the second blood test and explained my symptoms to the nurse. She said that was normal so I just went with it.
Fortunately they didn’t have trouble getting any blood out of me on both attempts!
I went home, hoping to start feeling better once I’d had a tea and some biscuits (I’d been fasting all morning) and I also hoped to get back to work (I’m currently working from home anyway so can take things easier than what I would do working from the hub)
However a bit of time went on and I seemed to be feeling worse. The nausea increased, I had a headache, my chest felt congested and I felt super tired. There was no way I could work like that. So I contacted my boss and explained the situation. She was super understanding with it all.
I spent the rest of the day mainly sleeping or just not moving at all from the sofa. I had no energy whatsoever.
Eventually a cough started… And I just did not feel myself at all.
I had a bad night Friday night and spent all of Saturday again either sleeping or just trying to distract myself whilst not moving much.
The symptoms hadn’t got better but yet they hadnt got worse.
I went to bed at 9pm last night and woke up about 9am this morning… Which is super rare for me!
This morning I woke up, had a little bit of energy so I had a wash, got dressed and put some make up on to make myself feel a bit better (gone for the dark shade of lipstick… Why not💄🤷♀️😅) . I normally find if I look good then I feel good…
But even though it had a slight effect on me for a bit, overall it hasn’t done much.
Currently I still feel tired, I still feel sick, I still feel congested, I feel like I need to cough but can’t, I’ve still got a headache and now on top of that all, I’m having sharp pains in stomach and I feel achey all over. Oh and also I’ve got a constant strange, metallic taste in my mouth (I can still taste and smell things tho)
It looks like it’s just a bad cold/normal flu luckily though.
With all that’s going on physically, It has now started to take its toll on me mentally. I feel low and useless. I have always hated feeling unwell as I feel like I’m letting people down and I feel very unproductive as I can’t do as much as I can normally.
Could really do with some hugs right now. I hate this 😭
Cue the selfie I took this morning… When I had that little bit of energy and actually felt that maybe I was getting somewhere
