I need a selfish moment...

Yes, I can be completely selfish, and right now is one of those moments. I'm sick! I feel awful. Nothing seems to help. It's been going on since before Christmas, so yeah, I'm getting a little tired of it. I have been to 3 different doctors who have had 3 different responses.

Doctor #1: Sinus infection, tonisilitis...take amoxicillin twice a day for 10 days.
Okay, that sounds easy enough. I even started to feel a bit better the next day before all the side effects hit me. It made me feel as if I had the flu on top of everything else. This past Saturday was the worst, so I went to a walk in clinic on Sunday morning out of pure desperation. I just wanted the antibiotics changed and end the misery.

Doctor #2: He didn't think my symptoms were from the antibiotic. I was positive they were. His diagnosis? The sinus infection had gone up to my brain causing swelling. Hence the massive headaches and nausea. Okay, a little wierd, but he's a doctor so I went along with it. He also shined a light in my eyes to look behind them. He said there was definite swelling back there and I needed a cat scan right away and to see an eye specialist first thing Monday morning. Did the cat scan, it just confirmed that I have a sinus infection. Saw the eye specialist today...nothing is wrong with my eyes, or my brain for that matter, thank you very much. I won't be going back to that clinic any time soon.

Doctor #3: The same place I went to when I saw Dr. #1. I was determined to get a new antibiotic. I just knew that that was the reason for my being miserable. Her diagnosis? Mononucleosis. What? Seriously? I highly doubted it and told her so. I was adamant that it was the antibiotic. But I humored her and let her do the test. It was negative. So, she gave me a new antibiotic.

I'm happy to finally have gotten what I wanted, but I'm still miserable. My own diagnosis is in fact the sinus infection, tonsilitis, and perhaps I got hit with the flu these past couple of days. I can't get rid of the fever. It comes and goes. I've never had it go so high before (that I can remember). At least the massive-pounds-so-much-you-want-to-die headache has disappeared. That does help. But here's the really selfish part. Sam and I are leaving on Thursday to go to Hawaii. Is it too much to ask to feel better so that I can spend some quality time with my kids before we go? Or to feel better enough that I can at least pack? Or clean the house for my in-laws while they stay with the kids? I'm stressed out about the whole thing. I know life isn't fair, but this is ridiculous!

Okay, selfish moment is over. Thank you.