So I made it through little dude’s birthday, went to NYC for my friends’ wedding, and was looking forward to recovering on Tuesday when F-bomb went back to school (Monday was a holiday).
Ha. Haha. Ahahahahahahah.
(That was life laughing at me.)
F-Rex woke up with a fever so we spent Tuesday and Wednesday hanging out. I loved the cuddle time but my incisions can’t say the same. His fever only lasted one day so he finally went back to school on Thursday. I had a nice little fast day and showed up at radiology at 12 for a 1:00 CT as instructed. I was miserable but assumed it was from not eating or drinking, especially with the crazy antibiotic. Hahahaha. They were supposed to tell me to be there 2 hours early for the prep and of course couldn’t get me in later the same day. It was probably for the best though because I barely made it home as it was. F-Germ shared his fever with me.
Fever, chills, muscle aches, congestion, no big. Until I woke up Friday with a rash over my ENTIRE body. After about 5 delirious phone calls back and forth to my surgeon’s office they decided to just stop the antibiotic. I may have had a reaction to it or it may have been a histamine flare triggered by the fever. I’ll call Woltering’s office this week to pick their brains. In the meantime I have my barium smoothies chilling for a CT in the morning.
(The CT is so they can rule out something hiding inside causing the infection and some other swelling/tenderness. I think the other areas are swollen lymph nodes but my NP just doesn’t like how things have been going. She said not to read into it, it’s more for peace of mind.)
The rash is going away and no fever today. I don’t want to jinx anything though.