Update on the "I do not have Meningitis but thought I might" situation. After having a pretty severe headache for like the past week, and really longer, but I can just remember the past week vividly, I decided I'd try to go to the dr. today. This is the first time I can remember having headaches that did not go away at night! Usually going to sleep fixes it for me! So...I called the dr. this morning and they saw me today. I did not mention my self diagnosis of possible meningitis, but waited to see what the "experts" had to say. He did decide it was sinus stuff, which I already thought since I feel like something has been jammed through my forehead into my face ( I mean, I thought it #2 to the meningitis :)... He looked up into my sinuses and said they were very swollen, but there was no junk. He said it was odd that I had no other symptoms but the headache, but that he could see the swelling up there. So...he gave me a sample (YAY!) of Nasonex (I love commercials where animals talk) and also gave me a prescription for Amoxicillin (I haven't taken an antibiotic in over 2 yrs!) just in case I did have a sinus infection. I hesitate to mention the antibiotic because I'm waiting to hear from Steph (best friend pharmacist) or Krista (almost RN sister) who will probably tell me that I shouldn't take the antibiotic. I am going to take it though, just in case, like the dr. said (I figure it's okay to take an antibiotic every 2 years or so?) Anyway, he told me to keep taking my Excedrin if I needed to, but to try Aleve because that is what neurologists recommend. Whatever - I just need some relief! So, as soon as I got in the car with the Nasonex I was squirting that up my nose. Hopefully these things will help me not feel like a truck is being driven through my face.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I ran without Landon yesterday afternoon after work (in the time where the Excedrin was actually working) and ran the WHOLE WAY!!! That means I ran 4.7 miles on our little route! I'm so excited!!! That is farther than I've ever run before! I thought I might die toward the end, but I didn't - and then this morning when the nurse said my pulse was 60, she goes, "Do you work out?" And, I was so proud! I was like, "Oh yes, I do." (Like I am some crazy dedicated athlete whose pulse is really low all the time because of working out :)
Ha! In other news, I'm making a new recipe tonight - some kind of bacon cheeseburger roll up with pizza dough - I'll let you know how it turns out.