Remember when Squeaks was sick? It was a couple weeks back. She had a pretty good fever but that was it. We didn't rush to the doctor or anything. We gave her some Tylenol and that was good enough.
Three days later, I was so sick. I noticed Sunday night that my throat was getting sore.
Monday morning, my throat was on fire and my entire body ached. By Monday night, I was shaking with a fever. To tell you the truth, I have never had the chills and a fever. It was horrible! I didn't sleep at all that night. I was so sore the next morning.
Tuesday was no better. I still had a fever, the chills and a super sore throat. So sore that all I wanted was chicken broth to eat. I couldn't eat real food because it hurt.
Wednesday morning I woke up free from the fever but my throat hurt still. Whatever. But I noticed this weird bump on the side of my thumb. I didn't think anything of it. It was actually similar to a callus I used to have on my thumb from roping. Did you know I can rope? I'm pretty handy with a rope y'all. Anyway, the bump turned into many bumps and it had this weird itchy sensation. It didn't hurt. It just bugged. Mav could barely see them. He thought I was nuts.
Of course, it took Mav a matter of seconds to pull out his doctor-groove and get to work on Squeaks. Me, I had to wait three days for him to eve notice I was sick. He checked out my throat. I had something he said, maybe strep and my ears looked weird and my hands, meh. He said if I didn't feel better by Thursday morning, I should call a real doctor.
Thursday came. My throat still hurt. My hands still had the weird bump-rash-thing. But now, my feet were having the same weird itchy sensation but no rash. I went to the doctor. I really hate it when doctors only talk to my husband about medical school stuff. It drives me nuts. I don't mind friendly chatting for about a minute but past that, I feel like I'm being ripped off as a patient. So the doc and Mav were talking and then she turned to me and said, "What's up?" I tell her. She runs a strep test, it comes back negative. I do have an ear infection. She isn't sure about the sore throat though. She tried to write off my hands like I was crazy, just like Mav. I seriously had to put them in front of her face and scream, "LOOK!" She takes a look and then I tell her it's happening around my feet too.
Light bulb! I could seriously see the light switch flip on.
She examines me closer. Tells me to open my mouth one more time. And she sees it!!
I had hand-foot-and-mouth!!
I turn to Mav and say, "Told you so!!" He laughed at me when I told him prior to that, that I really thought I had hand-foot-and-mouth. He explained it was a childhood disease, rare in adults. I know all this. Squeaks has had hand-foot-and-mouth before, when she was about 16 months old.
Squeaks might have had this too and gave it to me. It's weird. I hear it's going around like crazy though.
So I diagnosed myself. Without the help of my almost-a-doctor-husband. I'm proud of it too. I know moments like these will not happen often. Kind of like the one time we were golfing in Seattle and I made a 30 foot putt and he didn't. Things like that are rare and I'm not about to let him forget about them either.