So I never go for the optional shots. When Quinn was younger there was some shot that would prevent ear infections - not required, so I didn't go for it. And he has yet to get an ear infection. Every year they ask if I want him to have a flu shot - no thank you.
It's not the pain of the shot that I'm avoiding, it's the fact that you're putting something in your body to help fight off an illness. An illness that in reality your body should be able to fight off, and in my opinion, needs to be able to fight off. The same with antibiodics - when the doctor says, this might help, or the illness will wear itself out in a week or so, I tend to go for no drugs.
And so, a few months ago my doctor was trying to convince me to get a flu shot - being pregnant and all. I never get the flu shot, even though one of the three nurses at work strongly recommends it and even gets a little angry when I say no over and over. (There's another nurse that agrees with me and sees no point in me getting it.) Anyway, so this doctor was trying to convince me and the more he pushed the more I said no.
And then Saturday morning I woke up feeling pretty crappy. Sore throat, headache, you know. And Sunday it was even worse - add the chills, body aches, all the good stuff that goes along with the flu.
I don't really regret not getting the shot, because who knows, I may have gotten this flu anyway. But I hate being sick. Especially when pregnant, because every drug out there says, "Check with your doctor if you are pregnant or nursing." And so, I'm going to my doctor this morning to see what she thinks - maybe it's an ear infection, because my ears hurt too. But then again, everything hurts. And I'm such a baby.
UPDATE: I just got back from the doctor. Turns out I have bronchitis and pneumonia. She was a little surprised when I seemed happy about this - I thought for sure it was the flu and I'd be told to go home, rest, and drink lots of fluids. Instead, I'm told I have fluid in my lungs, need antibiotics (no choice here) and will feel better in 72 hours. I'd much rather hear this, then "Oh, there's nothing much we can do. Just rest it out 'til it clears."
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