Whooping cough. Maybe.
Have had a cough for the last three weeks. It's dry, no phlegm, no runny nose, no fever. Thé coughing fits are violent making my head hurt as if I'm going to pop a vein in my skull. The lungs and throat are shredded. And though i have the voice of Barry White i cant sing for shit.
It's worse when lying in bed. Sitting down brings it on too. Coughing fits. And eating and drinking anything. The lungs are now wheezing of their own accord.
Two Saturdays ago I went to see the doc. He confirmed I had no fever or congestion. He was about to just dismiss me but I insisted on some antibiotics. He gave me something I hadn't heard of when I left his office, but when I picked up the prescription I could see that the active ingredient was amoxycillin. Lame ordinary shit. In fact that's all it was good for. To give me diarrhea and make me feel even weaker, lousier.
This week coworkers were disappearing from work one by one. Taking sick leave as they came down with something. Previously they had been yelling at me to stay home. But I have endless work to do, and I'm really falling behind. To make it worse I'm a new employee so I have no sick leave left to burn. I had used them all up last year when Sydney gave me that welcome with that endless flu.
I've never been this much sick in the last 10 or so years. Coming to Sydney I've had more serious colds and flus than I can remember in the last10+ years.
I think the culprit is the lengthy public transport commutes. I spend up to 3 hrs a day on buses and trains getting to and fro work. And I'm staying in inner suburbia. I don't think it helps that Sydney is the hub of tourism for Australia either. Many new diseases probably first land with tourists in Sydney. Then spread from here. Through its central transport which also couples with daily commuters.
Anyway, today I was feeling particularly lousy. Coughing my lungs and bringing my lunch back up, and dragging myself from meeting to meeting. Colleagues joking about locking me in the PC2 Labs. İ decided I'd go see another doc.
I didn't have an appointment, so I had to wait for a cancellation. That worked well cos the students are away on semester leave.
This time the doc ordered a throat swab for parapertussis and a blood test. She prescribed a more relevant antibiotic too. Clarythromycin. Well I may be stupid but I'm not dumb (oh shush!). İ know pertussis is the whooping cough. And I kinda dreaded that may be a possibility. Adults can get it, and it may manifest itself in milder forms in adults. So no whooping, and I only throw up after violent coughing. But what concerns me is the previous idiot doctor didn't think to do a swab and give me the proper antibiotic to begin with. It's bad enough I have been miserable, but I could have passed it on to others with kids and babies.
Anyway, I called it a sicky after that. It will be unpaid but I'm feeling crap anyway. I'll sneak in over the weekend when the office is empty to try to catch up. Results will come out mid next week.
Meanwhile the puffer this doc gave me also helps. And the probiotics almost immediately fixed up the bad waste output. Though I'm still coughing violently and wheezing like an old man who has smoked all his life and drank whiskey.