Hello All!
Well - after reading the posts from the past couple of days, I
can see that I'm not the only one who has had a return of the blasted
things. Whoever commented on how quickly you acclimate to NOT having
them when they disappear for a while is quite right. Fortunately
they are gone at the moment, but they were coming on strong earlier
this afternoon. They kicked in when I was grocery shopping, and the
only thing that I can think of is that I was stressing about other
physical symptoms such as left arm pain, burning in my chest, pain
on my lower left side, wrapping around to my back, yet another yeast
infection (sorry, guys), etc... Sounds like I have to agree with all
of the recent posts about hypochondria too. We are all tuned into
our bodies, that's for sure. I'm practically convinced I have
ovarian cancer, or at the very list cervical cancer. I just know my
repeat Pap smear is going to be "off" again. Now I'm borrowing
trouble. Sufficent unto the day is the evil thereof, right??? Work
has been INCREDIBLY stressful. Our education association will
probably soon file a grievance due to our working environment. They
are doing major construction on our building while we are there, and
many of us are feeling ill. I've had 3 nosebleeds in my classroom
(two students and myself) and we are all folks who don't get them.
I've also had 2 heavy duty dizzy spells (felt fine otherwise).
Chronic sore throat, terrible headaches. I ONLY have these symptoms
when I'm at school. Other people are experiencing similar symptoms.
The building was built in the '20's and supposedly all of the
asbestos was removed a couple of years back. I guess it could just
be mold, dust, chemicals, etc... They are putting in central air, so
many parts of the ceiling are open with exposed pipes. They are also
building a library above our cafeteria, and they are repainting large
areas of the building (inside). Guess we'll just have to wait and
see what happens. I think someone is going to call OSHA.
About going to the ER (someone had asked how to decide when to
go), I now follow Suzy's advice. In other words, I'd have to feel
something VERY different than usual, and perhaps pass out while
having that different feeling. Our emergency room sucks (forgive me,
but I can't think of a better verb to describe it). My entire family
has had very bad experiences there. Inept and no compassion.
Forgive me - I know I'm sounding negative tonight. Odin, my
adorable Rottie, is pawing me as I type. He wants his chest
scratched - the big spoiled baby. See - he knows I need cheering
up. Animals are awesome:)) Take care everyone, and thanks for
listening to this very wordy message.
Love,
Val