9/6/07--Big fun with a reaction to an injection

So the other day, I go to my doctor for the old annual physical....ya know...the "yearly", and after the various blood tests, urine tests, blood pressure tests, etc....he tells me that he wants me to be inoculated for pneumonia and the flu.  No problemo.  So I go into a small room with his nurse, and flex my Schwarzneggar-like bicep (cough) and get the injection.  Sounds good so far, right?

So the day proceeds along nicely and in the early evening we go pick up the kids from band practice and then around 9:30ish I start to feel a little...hmm......crappy.  That is probably the best word to describe it (sorry Dad).  It was so bad I even felt like going to bed early (never happens).  The next morning I woke up and told Kim that I felt like I was burning up.  Utilizing her basic medicare//Mom skills, she held her hand up to my head and prounced:

"Yep, you've got a fever."

What medical degree?

However, being the brave trooper that I am, I continued forward and went to work.  After being there for about 10 minutes I thought I was either going to pass out or throw up, one or the other--or both.  At about 9am, I told my supervisor that since I didn't have court that day, that I was going to go home and try and break this fever.  The ride home was interesting, to say the least, as I had the air conditioner on full blast.  I ended up sleeping for the better part of around 5 hours, waking in a pool of sweat (lovely) and feeling for the most part, like cr.....uh, (cough), lousy. (that one was for you Dad)  Now, despite all of this, I had an appointment at 6pm to see my dentist, who was going to be putting in a permanent crown for me.  I ordinarily would've just canceled the appointment, but the office was going on vacation on the next day and my temporary crown was fitting horrible and driving me crazy.  So I made the appointment with the dentist.  I walked into her office and she greeted me by saying:

"Hey, you look horrible."

Thanks Doc, appreciate that.  So the crown goes in and I'm back home and in bed for another 2 1/2 hours.  Oh, and I should mention, that on the way home from work, I called my primary physician and asked him if it was normal that I was having just received a flu shot, I should now be....ya know....apparently catching the flu.

"No, no.  You do not have the flu.  You're only having a reaction to the vaccine we gave you."

Well that made me feel better.

So again I went to bed early, woke up only to call into work....and went back to sleep.
Anyone who sees me yawn in the next week should have a real story on their hands.
I woke up around 10:30ish, again, covered in sweat and this time with a monster headache.  Now, I've never had a migraine, but I have to guess that this felt at least in the same ballpark.  I'm talking "I don't want to open my eyes"....that sort of headache.
The feverish feeling had sort of broke though (thank God!) and now I was left to deal with the Godzilla of headaches.  Finally, around early afternoon, the headache finally subsided and it didn't hurt anymore to have my eyes open.  The sweats are pretty much gone...no doubt due to the support of my compassionate wife:

"I was going to wash the sheets today....but I'll give it another night just to be sure."

Man oh man, do I love that woman.

I know one thing...next year, no flu shots.

Later,
Jeff