Boy, what a trip the past 48 hours have been.
I’ve not been doing well on the mega antibiotic and have been feeling nauseous. I’ve not been taking the drug as often as I should be because of the nasty side effects.
Then Friday I start getting a headache. I do the normal stuff to try and make it go away.
Saturday, it is worse. And so is the nausea.
Saturday night, I have to wake Lorna up to help me do some things. I can’t lay down so we sit in bed together. When I finally am able to lay down, she rubs my head for me. The sensation of touch is a faster nerve message than pain. Which is why rubbing a boo-boo helps the pain.
I get up the morning, head still roaring, and feeling sick. I eat a simple bowl of cereal, thinking it is because I’ve had so little to eat. It stayed down only a short while.
I sipped Coke for a while and napped in Lorna’s recliner. Or was that yesterday? Both, I think.
At any rate, the headache is still there, but controllable. The nausea is still there but not so bad I don’t even want to think about food. This morning we were considering taking me to the ER where they can treat the migraine quickly and effectively. I updated my medication list and rested in my chair some. That’s when I noticed the headache was markedly less.
Ah.
Tomorrow I call the doc to see if I can be on another antibiotic.