You know when you tell someone you’re unique and they just nod and smile because we are ALL unique in our own ways, blah, blah, blahblah?
Thursday started out just brilliantly. The gardener came to take care of the yard, I hid because the dog has discovered digging in the dirt and that generally means she’s up rooted something really pretty and I can’t keep plants alive anyway so…
All completely, well normal I suppose. Hubby had a tummy ache and laid down for a bit, I got bored so I started building a dragon, then took a break from that to play fetch with the dog while listening to music on my tablet.
Once pup got tired and graciously laid down (by this I mean she laid on her back with all her legs in the air very lady like) I laid down for a moment on the floor at the foot of the bed on the pups pillows and cushions. I then decided to play Disney Magic Kingdom (may have mentioned this game before, check it out if you have Disney park love), which was fine, nothing to annoying this time…although Price Phillip still irks me with that stupid smug look of his.
Then at 3 pm almost on the nose while muttering about Mulan my right nostril turned on and dosed the front of my shirt with clear salty liquid. This isn’t a new thing sadly. It’s happened a couple of times in the past, the first time it lasted MONTHS before I found a way to make it stop without visiting the doctor. Also, pun not intended.
It usually is my right nostril that leaks for no reason at all. Like I said it’s a clear liquid and yes, this time it was salty. The leak stops if I look straight and keep my chin up. Since this had been something I have gone through before I didn’t fret it at all. Instead I got up, grabbed a container to catch the fluid in and sat on the bed for a couple of minutes.
I was trying to remember where the medicine that fixes this leak ended up since I hadn’t used it for a long while. When I remembered I got up and walked down the hall.
And this, as they say is when the un-fun started.
You know the feeling when your ears pop because of change in altitude? Or if you grab your nose and blow you can make your ears pop and the interesting noise that can make?
I don’t like my ears popped. The world is way too loud when my ears are popped and I get anxious quickly.
But as air rushed through my right sinus into my ear all I knew was pain. Horrible, severe pain that brought me slowly down to my knees. It was one of those pains that as soon as it happens your eyes focus on some distant thing as you try desperately to figure out WHAT THE FUCK is trying to kill you now? It wasn’t just sharp, it was sharp stabby and then let’s stick around and poke a bit but not really throb type of pain.
I sat on my heels for a minute before trying to get up and instantly regretting it for it seemed that sinus wasn’t completely filled with air just yet and wanted to be, so crackle sound, instant pain this time a lot worst and enough for me to start to hyperventilate trying to get the pain to stop.
They say to breathe through pain as it helps. I know this. I’ve ALWAYS known this. But for some lovely reason, when I’m in the type of pain that I really should BREATHE through I tend to hyperventilate instead. Because brain that’s why.
This is when hubby comes up from behind me and asks what type of pain I was experiencing. I try to describe it, he helps me to slowly get up and get to the couch without any more pain. While just sitting innocently on the couch, my sinus draws another breathe and this time, the neighbors know something is up.
Seriously, I have had many injuries and have gone through many different levels of pain. I’ve given birth to a 7lbs 6oz baby boy without an epidural (it was only a four hour labor which apparently is pretty good for the first kid). I feel like I have a pretty good grasp of how well I can handle pain and usually it’s top notch.
Thursday decided I needed a pain management check up in a bad way. And of course with such severe pain came vomiting. I hate vomiting. I don’t know a single saneish person who likes vomiting.
Next thing I’m aware of is that we’re heading to see the ear, nose and throat doc who we saw when something (a piece of red wax) was blocking my right ear (Thanks Trouble).
He made me lay down and put some drops in my nose then turn my head to the right and open and close my mouth to get the medicine into my ear canal and lessen the pain. Which worked wonderfully, I sat up, my nose still running that lovely clear fluid but in less pain then I had been in.
Doc goes back to finish up with the patient he is with and a minute or two later, my sinus breathes (for serious lack of a better explanation) and I immediately go to the restroom to puke and try not to scream and scare other people. I don’t care what language you speak, when someone screams in pain the message is clear and can be quite frightening. It’s that normal got to help the person in pain thing that most humans have ingrained into them.
Once I do get in doc checks my ears out and starts talking and asking questions that of course I am in no mind to answer even though it seems like such an easy thing to do. Hubby is translating my responses for the doc. Now the doc speaks English quite well, what hubby is translating is my mushy attempt at vowel sounds as well as hand gestures and shrugs.
Sadly for doc, what takes over at this point is the nausea. He then tells me to keep my eyes open as it will lessen the dizzy feeling and nausea. He also does something with smells that doesn’t last very long as one of them makes me well, vomit.
So the diagnose is that my right ear decided to catch a cold which is causing my most favorite of conditions VERTIGO. But the type where you have to keep your eyes OPEN to not get dizzy and nauseated.
Oh hey, for anyone who has ever suffered from vertigo, ask for a Vontrol shot. Why? Because it is a drug that is used as prevention and control of vertigo: VONTROL is indicated for the prevention and control of peripheral vertigo as the of Ménière’s disease, labyrinthitis, otitis media, the middle and inner ear surgery, trauma to the vestibular apparatus. VONTROL may be useful for control in cases such as central vertigo: basilar-vertebral artery insufficiency, certain strokes and their aftermath and trauma involving the central nervous system.
I had vertigo when we lived in the US. The BEST they could do was give me pills to take to keep from vomiting, that I COULD NOT TAKE BECAUSE I KEPT VOMITING THEM BACK UP.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK UNITED STATES???? I AM IN MEXICO WHERE THEY GAVE ME A TINY SHOT THAT IN ABOUT 30 MINUTES OR MORE I NO LONGER WANTED TO VOMIT. Then they gave me pills to take additionally to keep the vertigo/vomiting action down which works well thanks.
I’m starting to understand more and more why people go to other countries for medical care. United States likes to boast that it has the best of everything for their citizens. WHERE WAS MY VONTROL SHOT? HUH? WHERE??? Of course maybe that “everything” part is just for those rich citizens. Even though the shot cost only 200 pesos. That’s $11 USD people. Eleven dollars.
I have a cold. In my ear. My nose isn’t running, I’m not stuffy or coughing or having all those normal “I’ve got a damn cold” symptoms and absolutely NONE of that common cold shit. It’s not an ear infection either as there is no real problems with full blown infection. I am taking naxifelar for anti inflammation but most of the meds I’m taking are for vertigo and allergies.
Afrin Spray nasal infantile -basically the child’s version of Afrin Spray.
Vontrol Ampolletas (ampoules) -the anti vertigo shot every hospital should have cabinets of because vertigo fucking sucks!!
Arlevert -tablets to take to keep the vertigo away.
Plantival -treatment of nervousness, restlessness and insomnia
Serc -more anti-vertigo meds in the tablet variety.
Naxifelar -treatment for infections
Dilarmine -allergy medication
Basically I am unique as not many people can and do get colds in their damn ears. Today is the first day that I’ve actually eaten anything (grilled cheese for the win) and haven’t at all felt nauseous. I drank some coffee put on some shorts and have not cringed in pain from moving my head too much. With the exception of now it feels like my right ear is stuffed up, I’m doing good. But, uhg.
Until next time, FTM is one I created for myself. It’s a twist on the FML- Fuck My Life. I like my life for the most part, but there are moments to which I do not so the FTM – Fuck This Moment was born. This is how these things are born people. Go out and spread the alphabet soup deliciousness!