I remember the last time I was sick and how it interfered with my daily activities. My day started as usual, I ate breakfast and got dressed for work. I arrived at work and went about my usual customer service duties. By mid-morning, I remember feeling dizzy, hot and a bit nauseous. I took two Advil hoping to get rid of whatever bug I had picked up. Unfortunately, the Advil did not help. Not feeling any better, I had to leave work early. The customer service calls I couldn’t complete were given to my coworker. By the time I arrived home, I was coughing, sneezing, and fighting the strong urge to vomit. Even though I was not feeling well, I still had to make dinner for my son and feed our two cats. I wanted to cook chicken with onions and peppers
for dinner. The smell of onions made me gag, and that stopped my attempt to cook dinner. Instead, I made myself a cup of tea with honey and went to bed. When my son returned home from school that evening, I told him to stay away from me and to heat up some leftovers for dinner. I asked him to feed the cats, reminded him to do his homework, and bid him a good night. Not being able to perform my routine daily activities at home and work due to illness, is an experience I would prefer not to have ever again.
“When I feel good (almost all the time), Crohn’s doesn’t affect school at all,” she said in an e-mail. “It’s when I get so exhausted that I have to miss a day of school. I feel guilty missing school, and depending on the time of year, I get so much work the next day that I have to make up.
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Waking up with flu like symptoms such as a mild upper respiratory infection, diarrhea, fever, sore throat or just generally not feeling well, would cause instant concern. My brothers and sisters and I inherited our father's sinus problems and allergies and we regularly had some type of symptom of an oncoming cold or flu. Even knowing we had hereditary respiratory problems, my mother would fall into a deep silence of concern whenever we showed signs of not feeling well.
Most of us, in our youth, were probably asked this question in some form or another at least once by our parents; and most of us would probably admit to having faked being sick at least once in our lives. It is interesting, then, to note that there seems actually to be a pathology associated with this kind of behavior known as Munchausen syndrome.
Influenza infection can negatively impact the productivity. Moreover, workers can loss their working time. They cannot go for a job because they have to care for their family members. Ruf and Knuf (2014) explain that in Finland, the estimated number of parenteral lost work days are about 54-195 days per year for every 100 children, between 0-13 years. In addition, a US group estimated that annually 247,000 work days are lost by caregivers due to their sick children. In other words, influenza dropped the productivity or workforce among parents while tending to sick children. Similarly, a Canadian study suggested that due to influenza, the average working time has been decreased about 14 hours annually. (Schanzer et al., as cited in Gianino et al., 2017). It is clear that seasonal influenza has become a leading factor for losing productivity or working hour in the
I also learned an array of digestive issues as well as hormone related issues that affect my mood and keep me fatigued. Needless to say, finding out about this just as I started my freshman college away from home was hard to cope with. But all these experiences, as well as my experiences of being away from home for the first ti...
One hassle in my life is me being constantly sick all of the time. Lately, I
Unfortunately, my fever would break at school during our practices. I walked into school like I just got out of the shower with my clothes on. On Thursday, June 1st, we had our final practice with a breakfast afterward. After the breakfast, there was this program where we got to go back to our elementary schools in caps and gowns and see our old teachers. I just walked through my school, high-fiving all of these little kids, infecting them with my sickness that felt like death.
Where do I begin? I’m lying in bed typing, trying to push through the fatigue. I’m exhausted. No. I’m depleted. But that’s often the case with chronic Lyme disease. What can I say that you don’t already know? Somedays are terrible. Somedays are okay. I feel like a broken record sometimes–repeating the same verbiage day in and day out. Three years into treatment and yes, I’m still sick. Although you probably can’t tell
In May of 2017, I got my first job at Whole Foods. I worked throughout the whole summer of 2017, and am still currently employed there. Since I got the job right before summer started, I had only worked there during the summer. School was coming up, so I had to prepare to take on the task of working 28 hours a week, while going to high school, and consistently going to the gym 4 days a week. I had never had to manage my time like this before, so it was very challenging and exhausting the first month. My goal was not only to be able to do these tasks, but to do them well and be successful at doing them. I was worried that working as much as I do, I wasn’t going to be able to maintain getting good grades. The first month of working while going
Now here’s the real kicker, people are told not to take sicknesses that are completely in some one’s head any less seriously that actual ailments. Even that the thought of being sick can make a person physically sick. Isn’t that crazy? That all because I think that I have the flue, that I can actually give myself flu-like symptoms that are theoretically just as aggressive all because I thought I had the flue? This again would be the negative, pessimistic, point of view taking over again. Telling yourself over and over that you don’t feel
That day was the worst but it didn't stop there for about a week I could not eat , think , or talk to anyone my nausea was too strong. As the weeks went by I had a set schedule and got used to my surroundings, the symptoms stopped. I noticed the symptoms coming back when it was time for a pep rally or semester had ended and it was time for a new class and new people. It was becoming a major concern. I did not know why I felt the way that I did.
The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children.
December 1996 was supposed to mark the end of my high school education and since I had consciously prepared for my core and elective courses, I had nothing to be afraid of; the future looked promising. Then December 3rd came, the day that marked the beginning of my final exams. I woke up that morning feeling hopeful and a little anxious which was perfectly normal. Then we went to the exam hall and settled to start the exam, then all hell broke loose; I started feeling dizzy, cold and sick. I remember vomiting which was accompanied by a throbbing headache but I didn’t remember much after that.
It was the break after my high school when i went to visit my uncle and grandparents in a village in Nepal.I can still remember the incident that occured in vivid details. Almost everyone in the village had gone to attend a wedding ceremony but me and few of my childhood friends went to swimming in the river nearby. When we returned, we found that almost everyone in our village looked ill and most of them were either nauseated or vomiting. The whole scenario looked chaotic. An assistant health worker(AHW), who was the only trained health personnel in the whole village started fluid infusion. I helped him by bringing bottles of normal saline from the market nearby but still, I did not feel like I was doing enough. I felt the urge to put on the gloves and start treating people myself. When the AHW told me that the cause was most probably food poisoning, I started studying about symptoms, types and treatment of food poisoning on the internet in my cellphone lying in bed. Although I did not understand every