So I got my blood drawn the other day — Wednesday I believe — to test me for any deficiencies. I'm convined I'm anemic. :) All weekend my upper arm feels like it is bruised. Like I pulled my biscep muscle, ya know? Immediately I switch into HOUSE mode. I am checking my armpit glands. poking and prodding my arm. and since nothing felt too crazy I let it go.
Boy that changed fast. I could barely reach for things. If they were two inches in front of me, on top of me, behind me... I felt it.
Then Monday morning comes. I wake up to a red streak, running from where I was punctured for three viles of blood, and up nearing my armpit. Well, I obviously haven't watched HOUSE enough recently because after visiting the walk-in clinic this morning (as you can imagine the red streak hadn't gone away. In fact it had swelled a bit more), I find out I have an infection in my arm. And the red streak was a sign of the crap travelling to my lymph nodes to fight the infection.
*pause to faint or take a shot*
If I had let it go they said it could have spread throughout my entire arm. Don't ask me what kind of infection it was. Don't ASK me what would have happened to my poor arm had I not done something about it. (aaaaaah!!!) Could have been STAFF. I will find out more details in the morning. I was just too shocked and nervous when I heard what they were telling me that all I could say was.....ANTIBIOTICS NOW!!!!
So I am on antibiotics three times a day for ten days.
Infections suck. But I am feeling better. Groggy, but better. Thank you to Chris for being a hypochondriac and wanting to take me to the ER last night and convinced me that the walk-in was necessary. Whew!
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damn.
ay puki....frankly i can't believe you needed convincing! i'm so glad you went to get it checked and that it's getting treated and healed up. next time tell me what's going on!! love you!!!!
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