I have just finished two weeks on the worst antibiotic I’ve ever had to take. I don’t normally get sick from antibiotics but this one was a doozy.
It was prevention therapy for a tick bite I got doing yard work. Click here for the full story. In some ways that made it worse because maybe I didn’t need to take it at all.
It was only the morning pill that made me really sick and I don’t know why. I had to eat something with it. I found out the hard way that it was best to eat FIRST and then take the pill. The evening pill didn’t bother me as much.
One day I would be fine and the next I would have a stomach ache that was just awful. Yesterday was the worst. I wavered between the sensation of almost passing out and barfing for an hour.
I felt so bad I considered the emergency room. I couldn’t go because the beloved husband wouldn’t take the toilet in his car and I wasn’t going anywhere without my trusty toilet. We had bonded tightly.
I also couldn’t stand up without passing out. Perhaps an ambulance of gorgeous hunks could have escorted me (is the weekend crew hot?) but I was too weak to change out of my nightgown. I’m not going anywhere in my nightgown. (OMG! I sound like my mother!!!)
It passed after an hour but I was exhausted so I slept. I woke up exhausted. On the positive side I had a legitimate reason for not helping with the mulch project but I lost a day — a gorgeous summer day.
We didn’t have any plans (except for that mulch project) so I could kick back and enjoy the perfect weather without exerting myself.
This whole experience has taught me a few lessons. If you get bitten by anything, capture it and take it along. I don’t care if it’s a dragon. Catch it! They can test the critter for disease. You may save yourself a really bad bellyache and a lot of annoyance.
The other lesson is that finishing a mulch project is better than being sick.