Well, that nasty little germ finally ran its course.
Jonathan and Elena are better.
Me? Not so much, apparently.
This past week The Plague settled into my lungs in the form of a new kind of plague. An annoying little condition called Pleurisy.
What the H is that, you ask?
According to Mayo Clinic:
Pleurisy occurs when the double membrane (pleura) that lines the inside of your chest cavity and surrounds each of your lungs becomes inflamed. Also called pleuritis, pleurisy typically causes sharp pain, almost always when you are inhaling and exhaling.Symptoms include:
- Chest pain when you inhale and exhale (between breaths, you feel almost no pain)
- Shortness of breath
- Dry cough
- Fever and chills, depending on the cause
- Loss of appetite, depending on the cause
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Up until Friday it was mostly just an annoying breathing pattern that I couldn't seem to shake. By Friday night, though, I could barely move. My right rib cage felt like it was about to burst out of my body.
After fighting a three-week losing battle with The Plague, I finally gave up and went to the doctor's office Saturday morning.
With antibiotics and steroids, I'm already feeling much, much, much better!
The good news: I'm still down five pounds thanks to The Plague Diet. (Sweet.)
The other good news: I'll soon be able to get my butt back into gear and attend Barre3 class again. (I have missed it so, so much!)
Oh, and don't worry, I didn't let The Plague Part II ruin my weekend. It was action-packed with family fun (more on that later). What can I say? I'm a mom. Moms don't let a little illness knock 'em down. It's how we roll.