And the saga continues

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When I visited the Dr on Saturday he gave me antibiotics for laryngitis.  It was a pretty bad case of laryngitis involving pus blocking my airways.  Yipee.

He confidently informed me I would be feeling better by Sunday night.  Well Sunday night arrived and I was not feeling better in fact I was starting to feel significantly worse.  My cough had changed and I couldn’t stop coughing.  Which caused a problem in the breathing department.  Simply that when I coughed I couldn’t get the air back in and DH would thump my back hoping to clear something.

Monday saw me toddling back off to the Dr carefully sitting away from anyone so as not to infect them.  Dr listened  to chest between hacking coughs and sent me for a blood test.  he thinks I have whooping cough.  I had to have codeine as it is a “safe” cough suppressant in pregnancy and he wanted it suppressed so as not to bring on labour.  Yup the coughing was/is that bad.

Yesterday saw the culmination of feeling awful, suspecting I also had a bout of flu on top of this cough and whatever else has gone wrong with me.  Today, today I feel good.  Still coughing but not the death warmed up look I had yesterday.  woohoo.

Nothing in the house has been done, kids left to fend for themselves in unironed clothes and feasting off whatever their dad can find for them when he comes home from work.

Today a load of washing has been done, I am contemplating tea and am fiddling with the computer more.

Still won’t be able to retun to work, coughing on clients is frowned upon by my employer and so another visit to the ever optimistic Dr will be required to get yet another medical certificate saying I should be right by next Monday.

IF the blood test reults don’t show whooping cough, if they do who knows how long I’ll be off work.  I mean I really enjoy being totally flat broke because while sick I have run out of sick leave.ut at least I’m still breathing.