Broke back

Posted by Katie on March 24, 2010
Daily Life, Stress / 6 Comments

My back has been in pain for a while now.

And after my self prescription of ignoring the pain until magic fairies made it disappear wasn’t working, Dave successfully nagged me into going to a chiropractor.

The x-rays show that two of my vertebra go a different direction than up, and the doctor says that the damage is consistent with trauma.  I realize that I’m clumsy and all, but have no recollection of an incident that moved two of the vertebra in my spine.  Probably Dave punches me while we’re asleep.

So, now I’m going to physical therapy three times a week and dreading the next time the chiropractor ties me up in a pretzel and throws all of his body weight into my 7th vertebra.

My germaphobic nightmare

Posted by Katie on November 08, 2009
Stress, Weird / 2 Comments

Everyone knows that I am a bit of a germaphobe…nothing wrong with that.  I wash my hands a lot, I nag Dave to do the same, and to be honest I don’t get sick that often.

So you can imagine the horror when I was diagnosed last week with a probable case of H1N1.  That’s right.  You read correctly.  Katie has the swine flu.  Let the jokes commence.

The reason that it is a probable case, and not a confirmed case, has to do with the large number of cases in Chicago.  The doctor basically said that my symptoms are all consistent with swine flu, but they no longer conduct the blood test for confirmation because it is now so prevalent.   The one treatment option for regular flu and swine flu are the same, and expensive…Tamiflu.

The danger of H1N1 comes in the fact that your body’s immune system is pretty much down for the count.  So you are open to any bacterial infection that comes along.  The reason why people die (4 confirmed deaths in Chicago this season) from the swine flu, or any type of flu really, is because of the complications.  In my case, the complication is a bacterial infection in my throat and lungs.  So I lost my voice last week and may have coughed up a small animal.  I am on antibiotics to treat these things, and hopefully prevent pneumonia.

This last week has been a wreck, I tell you.  Or, more accurately, I have been a wreck.

The scariest part of this whole ordeal was fighting the high-grade fever.  As an adult, I have never had to deal with a 102 degree temperature.   And in my whole life, I can’t recall a single time (let alone a whole week) when I felt so much like someone beat the hell out of me with a baseball bat and left me for dead in an alley.  Being hungover is like one hundred billion times better.

And I don’t sit around and do nothing very well.  Missing six whole days of work has almost killed me.  So I am just about on the verge of stir-crazy, minus the energy to do any real damage.


The $1,200 ride to the airport

Posted by Katie on January 08, 2009
Cars, Stress, Travel / 4 Comments


I spent several days this week in Oklahoma City for work.   Dave was nice enough to wake up at 5 AM on Tuesday morning to drive me to the airport.  We hit a Chicago city pothole.

Two tires, two wheels, one police report, $1,200 and one hailed taxi on Western Avenue very early in the morning later…I made my flight.