My cold in the mountains just kept getting worse. I was burning through kleenex and cough drops, and had lost my voice completely. I injected my IFN, and in a panicked moment after a sleepless night of chills and with an excruciatingly painful sore throat I decided to fly home a day early. I made some frantic phone calls to the front desk, the airport shuttle and and the airline. I made the decision yesterday at 6am, and was on the shuttle to the airport at 730.
By the time I got home it was even worse. My Dad called and insisted I call my primary care physician and get some antibiotics. The Dr. on call (it was 9pm on Friday) at first was hesitant to proscribe anything, because he was concerned that I might be immuno-surpressed from the IFN. I haven’t had any bloodwork in over a month, so I couldn’t tell him for sure. In the end he wrote for antibiotics and some codeine cough syrup.
The codeine helped immediately, and it seems like the antibiotics are helping today. I’m feeling better. Still up and down. Throat still super painful swallowing. Yesterday I felt so bad that anything feels better.
I definitely need to go see the dr next week.