I woke up Sunday feeling blah. As the day went on, I felt more blah. Monday morning, I felt worse. Congestion in head and chest. Small sinus headache. And it feels like I have a sunburn on my face. Monday afternoon, I broke down and called my pain management doctor, because I had reached that point where I was pretty sure I was going to shatter into a million pieces the next time I laid down.
As I waited for the nurse to call me back, I counted up all the acetaminophen I’d taken since I got up to see if I could safely take a pain pill or not. Turns out, I couldn’t and didn’t. So I sat in my office chair, staring at my background, wondering about the stupidity of the situation.
In previous years, when I’ve gotten sick, I’ve done what most people do and gone to bed to sleep 18-20 hours a day until it’s over. The last 2 years, that hasn’t been an option. And as I sat up waiting on the nurse to call me back, I broke a sweat and put my head down on my laptop and just waited.
It’s hard to imagine being sick and not being able to go to bed, but I’m not the only one I know to have this problem. Even the best beds, create pain points for me. I wake up in the morning, not because it’s time to get up, but because my body says “enough, we have to get up or else.”
Just because I’m sick, doesn’t mean this goes away. It simply gets worse. And eventually, my pain will become unmanageable and it’ll take me days to recover not from being sick, but from being in bed. Instead of feeling better in three or four days, like most colds, I’ll be down for a week or more as my body tries to recover from being sick.
And now that I’m having back problems along with my normal CRPS issues, it’s worse. I went to bed at 11 pm on Sunday night, got up at Midnight because I just couldn’t lay there anymore and I hadn’t yet fallen asleep. I was up until 12:30, during which time I’d had my third shower of the day. I got up at 8 am, because Kelly was whining and I was just done, I’d been awake for an hour at that point. I got up, took a pain pill, waited an hour, and took 650 mgs more of Acetaminophen in the form of cold medicine (so 9 am), making my total morning intake of acetaminophen 975 mgs. You can only take 1,000 mg every 6 hours…
I went back to bed after taking the cold medicine and slept until noon. At which point, I woke up and ate some toast and peanut butter. At 12:30, I wanted to go back to bed. I felt terrible, everything hurt, and I was sweating and felt slightly dizzy (vertigo is awesome). The only thing I wanted was to go back to sleep. So I went back into the bedroom and stared at the bed…
It was then I realized if I lay back down, I’d shatter into pieces and all the King’s Men and all the King’s Horses, wouldn’t be able to put me back together again. So I gave in and called the nurse.
But this is a ridiculous reason to have to call a nurse. “Hey, I have a cold and I should just sleep it away, but if I get back into bed, I’m going to die… what should I do?!” I sleep with a pillow between my knees most nights. I sleep on left side as often as possible. Even sleeping face down or face up increases my pain. I have a memory foam mattress. I have a contour pillow. I sleep with heat on the bed. I do everything I can to alleviate the risk of increased pain.