It Seems Like Years Since It's Been Clear

K so my fever was 101.7 when last we met. It went up to 102.7. My normal body temperature is 97.3ish. That was Very Bad. I took ibuprofen and fell asleep sometime after ten, exhausted.

I woke up what felt like hooooourrrrrs later at midnight (whaaaaat) still feeling like utter crap. Temperature was now 102.5. I watched some South Park (WHAT ARE THEY SAYING, CAN ANYONE EVEN UNDERSTAND THEM? I JUST LIKE THEM BECAUSE THEY LOOK LIKE POWERPUFF GIRLS WHO DRINK) then I watched the first like five seconds of Star Trek TNG and switched it because, no. Just no. Also I saw some Bernie Mac. Also no, just no.

Fell asleep for a bit, woke up, temperature was 100ish. At some point I watched some Andy Griffith, idk.
Woke up again at 3:30. Temperature was 98.8.

Woke up again at 9ish. Temperature was 97.5. Mother came to wake me up before she went to work and asked if I still had a fever. See, in my family, instead of asking a question directly (like "how do you feel" or "come and eat dinner") they ask "still have a fever?" or "you eating?" or even "you're not eating?"

So I said no and she was confused and then she went to work and I went back to bed.

At some point during the day my temperature drifted back up to 100. At dinner took more ibuprofen.

I'm hacking up like sixteen lungs here.



ALSO ALSO ALSO I ALMOST FORGOT THIS PART IS IMPORTANT
Yesterday (before the fever, I mean) I went to the hospital with my mother, to the women's center, not emergency or anything. It's either for old people who need mammograms or young people who are pregnant. I am neither old nor pregnant, I was so out of place (I could tell everyone was looking at me funny).

I wasn't there for pregnancy, so you can guess what I WAS there for. And for future reference, THEY HURT LIKE TEN THOUSAND BITCHES. Oh, Jesus, there are very few more uncomfortable procedures. They only had to do one side and thank God because I would have died. It's over SO quickly and there's barely and residual pain, but the five seconds they squeeze are like God himself is punishing you for a multitude of really crazy sins. Jesus. I'm pretty reserved but I think if I was even more uncomfortable with strangers touching me I would have died just from how they lead you around by your boob. (I am not even kidding. That is what they do. They pick it up and pull you with it. Jesus. AND YOU CAN'T WEAR DEODORANT. OMG.)
I have no idea when I get to find out if they see anything but the technician/nurse/wtfever she is, her name was Linda and she was like 60 and super sweet, she said something about an ultrasound and errrgh I think I've had enough strangers handling my bits please and thank you. But they might not do one, because they probably won't find anything, which thank God because no. But it's nice to know for sure.
/TMI

-11:49 PM

Still sick. I don't have a fever anymore (I think. I haven't taken my temperature lately) but now I feel strangely weak, like every movement takes up an enormous amount of strength and my muscles hurrrrrrrrrrrrt like I spent the day moving sofas up three floors or something. Since one of the side effects of my antibiotic is muscle weakness, I've stopped taking it till we can call someone to ask. I feel okay when I'm sitting still (just kind of tired) but when I move I feel like I'm going to keel over. Even sleeping is hard because getting in the right position hurts. Wtf?
I have so many lj comments I want to make but thinking in coherent sentences is hard work. I did a small bit of editing on my book last night, but I don't know if I can write new stuff right now. Sigh.

1:14 AM