go figure.........woke up Monday morning not feeling right...couldnt really put my finger on what was wrong, didnt feel sick, just felt exhausted......after 8 hours of unconsciousness i was still tired. i go to work get a couple printing jobs done seeing that im caught up with work and still not feeling right i went back to the couch in the back of the shop and lay down for a bit....quiting time rolls around and my wife(who is also my boss) came back and woke me up and we headed home...i get home, grab something to eat and promptly go back to bed.
Tuesday morning i get up and its another day of the same sorta thing(for those thinking its odd that the boss pays me to sleep, i get paid the same amount every week regardless of the hours i put in....as long as the works done it dont matter if i work 2 hours a day or 10...this week is a rough week for me as ill be playing photographer at the rodeo so im technically at work 15 hours today, 15 hours tomorrow as well as working part of Saturday which i normally have off......i dont complain about the system cause when all is sorted out i get payed for more hours than i work)
Wednesday morning after i drive a 100 mile round trip to pick up the newspapers from the printer and get them out on the newstands i head back to take a nap till the other paper is ready to be printed......about this time my wife finds me sleeping again and i guess she tweaked a lil and called the doc....course i was about ready to anyways.....her mind and mine basically went int he same direction. we both kinda figured i was anemic and about the only way that would make sense was a bleeding ulcer since i had been eating beef all weekend. why did we head down this train of thought? well i take alot of NSAID's to get me through the day, they are good at causing ulcers..........i am also to pick one and only one of the NSAID's, apparently they arent ment to be mixed
i get up to the docs this morning, tell her my theory and her eyes get big and she asks me just what ive been taking. i told her 800mg of advil, 220 of Aleve and 200 of Celebrex to kick start my day with my morning caffine.....well she kicks me out quick for blood work to check my hematocrit......i wait around the office awhile for the blood work report. meanwhile my blood pressures checked....torqued off my wife, even with the opiates out of my system its still lower than hers
blood results come back....everythings normal, infact everything looks great. so the doc says more than likely what happened is a symptom of depression. being that ive had knee problems for 12 years of which the last 4 have been constant and chronic, my mind has about had enough of just dealing with the pain. with in the last few weeks ive spent most of 4 days walking around on the concrete in Vegas, had some rough days at work as well as some bad storm systems moving through screwing with the air pressure.......basically my body and subconscious had enough of dealing with the pain and decided to shut me down for a few days.
so i go up figuring im bleeding to death and come to find out im actually depressed..........i think i can deal with that the wife asked the doc if i needed "happy pills" and the doc said no, we are going to try one more thing with the knees and if that doesnt work your going to a specialist(once again) ASAP. doc says do everything in my power to make sure i get a good nights sleep every night even if it means doping me up pretty good on my narcotics and most of the fatigue will go away. but mainly we need to find a solution to the knee pain ASAP and get it gone..........im also to pick one, and only one of the NSAID's....apparently your not supposed to mix them......