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Day 361 Virus Blues

Posted by themirrenlee on 29/12/2012

I’m still virus ridden, and still cranky about it.

My greatest achievement today was a shower.

Oh, and reading the latest “Who” magazine. So much celebrity news to not care about!

I’ve checked in, but brain is too fried to carry on.

I’m just out of it …

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Day 244 Viruses & Vampire Cats

Posted by themirrenlee on 31/08/2012

Woke up still feeling like I had a virus.

Made booking to fly to Sydney so I can pick up Nicky from camp on Wednesday afternoon.

Booked flight for Tuesday, September 4th. I thought.

When completed, booking said “October 2nd!”

Rang airline, but this time I hadn’t bought the insurance, so too bad.

It was my (foggy) fault.

Made another booking for Tuesday. Including insurance.

Went to doctor. She asked if I’m dizzy and nauseated when I stand up. I said yes. She said I have a virus. She said it may go away tomorrow, or last for weeks.

I think I could be a doctor.

I drove to grocery store. School kids threw sandwiches out of tram windows and hit my arm. I left the bread on the back seat floor. Not sure why.

Bought groceries while feeling nauseated. Incredible achievement.

Left favorite cardigan in food hall. Thankfully, cleaner turned it in to lost and found. I forgot cardigan cardinal rule before leaving any eating establishment: Always Look Back.

Made it home, unpacked groceries, got into bed, waited to stop feeling sick. Cat came to lie on chest for cuddle. Two minutes later, he went all “Twilight” on me and had hold of my neck.

What the fuck?!

Undid his jaws and threw him to end of bed. Am waiting to see if I turn into a cat.

It has been a strange, tiring day.

I’m just sayin’ …

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Day 241 The Fog Virus

Posted by themirrenlee on 28/08/2012

My DIL’s father is still sick. She is still commuting to the hospital to try and sort out his life once he gets better.

I’m supposed to go to Sydney tomorrow nite to help with my grandson while my son works.

I have developed a virus. Just the common type, you know, low grade fever, weak, dizzy, nausea, nose blowing, etc. The main symptom, though, appears to be a really strong case of Fibro Fog.

I did nothing today but feel sorry for myself.

Then I rang Sarah, and she said to just relax and she’ll come tomorrow afternoon to help get me ready so she can pour me on the plane in the evening, and if I can’t make it, she’ll go instead. When Sarah said she was coming to help, I burst into tears. Isn’t it funny the times we choose to cry? I’ve been strong for 2 days, feeling this virus slowly but steadily get worse, and then when someone tells me it’s going to be okay, I lose it.

I commented yesterday that I’d bought flight insurance, which I usually never do ( Because: “If you’re not living life on the edge, you’re taking up too much room.”) Well, it looks like I may now be able to get a fare refund if I end up being too sick to go. We’ll see where things are at tomorrow. The insurance also covered a change of name, so I thought I could give Sarah my ticket if necessary, except that the cheeky airline says I’d have to make the change outside of 24 hours. Isn’t the whole point of covering our asses with insurance because we’ll probably have to change something at the last minute?!

I feel very grateful to have such wonderful children (not just David and Sarah, but my DIL, Katie, as well, who I consider to be a second daughter). I know I can always lean on them, but I’m just always thinking I’m the mother so I should be the one being leaned on. Guilt is such a useless emotion. So what is it so popular?!

A vague idea of how much of a fog this virus put me in since yesterday was given in a bill I got today. Turns out the doctor’s appointment I thought I forgot to make I actually DID make, and I DID have an appointment yesterday – and a long one at that, so I could get more drugs as well as hypnosis – which I totally forgot making until I got a bill for a cancellation fee of $60 for missing a scheduled long appointment! Unbelievable. I rang them in complete and utter embarrassment to explain, and feel they are totally right to charge a cancellation fee. If I forget to write it in my diary it doesn’t exist, which is what happened.

So now I’m hoping I wake up tomorrow and the virus has worn itself out and left me alone.

My horoscope keeps saying all is going swimmingly for me right now. Either he’s lying, or the stars are. Unless they’re misinterpreting drowning as swimming. To paraphrase a popular saying here, “Not waving, drowning.”

Back to Miz Scarlett: “Tomorrow’s another day.”

What an awful lot of quotes for one post!

I’m just foggin’ up …



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Day 199 Almost There

Posted by themirrenlee on 17/07/2012

I managed to drag my poor recuperating body to do a couple of errands for other people, as I mentioned yesterday: get rabbit food for the starving bunny, and mail the left-behind Louis Vuitton handbag to my friend in the U.K.

The bunny was grateful, while the post office lady tried to stifle her amusement at spending $75 to express post a handbag.

By the time I got home, it was all I could do to crawl back into bed. Having Fibromyalgia means never escaping the post virus fatigue and muscle pain.

However, I’m grateful for feeling well enough to save a bunny, and prevent a handbag crisis.

Now I plan to SLEEP (with a little help from my drug friends) and wake up strong enough tomorrow to write more than one post, to celebrate my 200th day of blogging.

I’m turnin’ a corner …

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Day 197 Dem ol’ Virus Blues

Posted by themirrenlee on 15/07/2012


Cough up a lung.
Reach for tissue.
Blow nose.

Lift aching head off pillow to take handful of drugs.


Yell at cat to stop snoring, jumping on and off bed, asking for a massage, and just generally being annoying.


Curse like Billy Connolly at whoever runs the Universe to stop testing me because I want to go see “The Cabin in the Woods” before they yank it off this week.

Have sneezing attack.


Tell cat to go away before I stab him with thermometer.

Crawl to kitchen for sugar. Get ice cream, cookies and Snickers.


Realize cat hasn’t been fed. Throw food at him – he can eat straight from the bag tonight.

Think about killing myself to stop nose running.


Decide to continue taking drugs until I feel better – or really happy.


I’m just blowin’ the blues …

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Day 196 The Virus Fairy

Posted by themirrenlee on 14/07/2012

You know that thing that happens when you finally get away on vacation, and you come down with a virus? It’s like your body lets go of all the stress involved with getting de-stressed, and just has a mini breakdown.

Well, I got it in reverse. My friends left yesterday morning, and by last night, while waiting for Mr. Sandman (I never give up), I got a visit from the Virus Fairy.

She dumped a gazillion tons of germs on my head, and ran away laughing.

Between the sneezing, coughing and supporting Kleenex with my runny nose, I can hardly see. Unbelievable how quickly these things hit.

The cat is useless, of course. It’s all about him, him, him. Get his food, change his litter, stroke his back. He even wants the central heating higher, and I’m burning up.

All I asked for in return was one little cup of tea. He looked menacingly at my neck in reply, so I backed off.

The good news is all the cold medication is making me sleepy!

Like I keep saying, everything happens for a reason.

I’m just snifflin’, sneezin’ & blowin’ …

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Day 149 Snot and Movies

Posted by themirrenlee on 28/05/2012

Okay, I’m sitting up and the antibiotics are starting to work – I know this because I can hear again. So Dr. Surfer Dude was wrong and I needed antibiotics all along. I know I always do when it involves my body from the neck up because I have the Sinuses from Hell. Yes, I’ve had the deviated septum operation, and the ENT guy says everything looks fine. So, why the fuck do I keep manufacturing sticky, slimy stuff that falls down the back of my throat and chokes me, affecting everything from eating to sleeping? Yes, I use the nasal irrigation thingy, yes, I use drugs, yes, I daily spray the top-of-the-range nasal protector up the … ahem … front passages … (for allergies, called Avamys), yes, yes, yes, I do everything I possibly can short of cutting my head off. Why do they all say it’s okay? IT’S NOT, it’s snot! (Sorry.)

The antibiotic troops are attacking the snot.

People always say they know their whatever like the back of their hand. That got me thinking – I don’t ever actually LOOK at the back of my hand, do you? Does anyone? Where did that saying come from, I wonder? Why the back of your hand more than, say, the front of your face, which you’re more likely to look at daily in a mirror? It’s weird. Anyway, I DO know my own body, and what it’s feeling/needs are/is going to do, better than anyone else, and I think that might be true for anyone with a chronic condition because you get kind of aware of yourself physically. Yet, funnily enough, the more chronic the condition, the more discounted we seem to get by doctors, in particular, because we are looked at as somehow being responsible for it.

That’s why I have had such a horrible sinus/chest condition for about two and a half weeks – because I didn’t listen to myself and say to the doctor, “It’s not viral, I know my body, just give me the fucking antibiotics”.

So now I’m utterly exhausted from being engulfed in what the ENT guy politely called “catarrh”, but which I call SNOT, SNOT, SNOT! It gives you headaches, it blocks up your ears, it covers your vocal chords, it triggers your asthma and it chokes you when you try to sleep. I’m drained from the draining.

The good news, however, is MAYBE the antibiotics and their valiant troops are kicking bacterial ass and I MIGHT be on the mend, FINALLY. All the Fibromites know what it’s like trying to recuperate from anything extra added to our regular condition, so I expect a bit of time will be needed for full recuperation – which is still half of a “normal’s” recuperation – but at least I feel I’m going forward now instead of treading snot.

I noticed a couple of new people read my post about The Desperate Housewives – people who are into movies and TV. I’m going to open a new Category for that, but in the meantime, please check out:

If you’re a movie buff, you’ll sure to find it interesting. It’s my son’s site, and he’s an uber geek who reviews movies and comic books. He does two podcasts a week on films (one news, one reviews) and one a week on comic books. A Comic Con is happening in Melbourne at the end of June and he’ll be coming here to report on it. (He’s in Sydney). His movie knowledge is pretty spooky, and he does some great interviews as well. He also runs some competitions, for free movie tickets, so he’s got something for everyone who’s interested in films.

Okay, time to take those ass kicking antibiotics.

I’m just recoverin’ …

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Day 144 Been Down So Long …

Posted by themirrenlee on 23/05/2012

… it looks like up to me.

That’s actually the title of a book by Richard Farina, who was married to Joan Baez’s sister. How’s THAT for trivia?!

It’s kind of how I feel with this virus. I went out for several hours today and by the time I got home I was sorry I’d ever gotten up. Hateful Fibro kicked in with the extra muscle pain and fatigue. It was even making my asthma start to flare up. I can only imagine what tomorrow will be like – here comes the Hummer!

But the good news is I was ABLE to get out at all. I not only did necessary errands, but I also got a long overdue haircut. It was a real mess from being neglected for so long – I even hacked off a bit in the back by myself. Today’s hairdresser held up the uneven chunks, looked at me and asked, “Did you do this?”

I couldn’t hang my head in shame because she had hold of my hair, but I looked suitably chastened.

I like razor cuts – they give texture to my hair. Luckily, a person at the cheapie cut place I went to did them; most hairdressers don’t. So I got a really good cut, and this always makes me feel better on all levels.

I think I’m on the mend – I just don’t know how long the stitching will take. I’m hoping to get to Sydney by the beginning of next week. Nicky’s birthday is on June 1st, and age 13 is a milestone!

I’m just mendin’ …

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Day 142 Impatient!

Posted by themirrenlee on 21/05/2012

Look up “impatient” in the dictionary and there should be a big picture of me there!

I got dressed and went to buy groceries today. Had to sit down several times. By the time I got back I was aching and breathless

Damn this slow recovery process! Fibromites heal slower because everything else flares up with any other illness attached to it.

We’re told to get out of bed and start moving, we’ll feel better and heal faster, blah bloody blah. Well, let me tell you that there’s a very fine line between feeling better and having a relapse.

Reminds me of a joke:
There’s a very fine line between youth and age. It’s called a wrinkle.

So I’m feeling pretty shitful (little known medical term), and hoping I haven’t overdone it. Tomorrow will tell.

Need to keep a look out for that Hummer that sometimes runs over me in the middle of the night.

I want feel better NOW, goddamnit!

I’m just being impatient …

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Day 140 The Virus …

Posted by themirrenlee on 19/05/2012

… has left the building.

Ah, but now the real work starts: Recovery.

For Fibromites (and other chronic pals) the Recovery part can be more frustrating than whatever bug laid us low. As a friend put it, I’m now well enough to feel frustrated at not
being completely well yet.

So while the Virus may be gone, it has left devastation and fatigue in its wake. The added stress to our bodies doesn’t help, either.

My voice now just sounds like I have a heavy cold, but I’m utterly exhausted and sore, and know that it will be at least a week before I’ve shaken it all off.

By the way, peoples, post viral fatigue is nothing to scoff at, not even for you “normals”. It can lead to other conditions, and in fact one post viral condition that’s pretty devastating is cardiomyopathy: a disease of the heart muscle of unknown origin.

We have a famous heart transplant patient in Australia named Fiona Coote, who had heart problems after getting viral-induced tonsillitis when she was only 14 in 1984. Two years later she had to have a second transplant when the first one started to fail. Amazingly, she is fit and well today.

I only mention this because all too often people don’t take their recovery period (for anything) as seriously as they should, and then wonder why they have a relapse, or complications.

You’re a fallible human being, which means you should “Handle With Care”.

I’m just recoverin’ …

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