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I’m a ridiculously healthy person.
I still have my appendix, my tonsils, my wisdom teeth and my gall bladder.
I’ve never broken a bone, had the measles or mumps or even a cavity.
I’ve had one surgery in my entire life.
I’m 61 and take one small dose medication for high blood pressure. My body is far from a temple, but it’s served me well over the years. And when I do feel poorly? I don’t run crying to the doctor, I usually just gut it out at home .
Until today.
A week ago I was out weeding a few garden beds. No big deal, I do it all the time. But after two hours I was so frickin’ tired I had to stop. I came inside, showered, went to bed…..and stayed there for 3 days. I was dizzy, nauseated, had a headache, stomach pains… I barely ate or drank, had vertigo whenever I got up. On the 4th day I felt fractionally better, but not good. My head was foggy, I was queasy, and the fatigue was crippling. Today… day 6… my husband (who is the worst nurse in the world ) said enough is enough and made me a doctor’s appointment.
And I still feel so awful I’m not arguing.
Wish me luck.
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River's world..... 