A While Longer, Apparently

February 18, 2008

Last week, when I wrote "how long can it last?" I meant how long can Erin go without contracting the flu. This week, I mean how long can she go without feeling 100%, and the answer is "a while longer apparently."

When we last left our heroine, she was feeling punk and droopy, but had a diagnosis of bacterial infection and a new prescription for what I mistakenly called cefanex (actually cefdinir). I figured, let the good times roll: no flu and a quick go with a miracle drug. Erin had a four game weekend scheduled against a variety of pretty tough teams, so the quicker the recovery, the better.

Luckily for us (though not for the rest of Texas and the South) storms with heavy rains rolled through, washing out the soccer tournament and sidelining the Mystic '97. Erin probably didn't have the juice for a weekend of games. In addition to the usual handmaiden to antibiotics (stomach upset and diarrhea), cefdinir came accompanied by fatigue, headaches, and moodiness (in increasing quantities as the weekend wore on). Erin did rally to sing in church on Sunday morning, after having fallen asleep on the floor in her room waiting for breakfast. Since the sun was shining (finally) I drug her out to the Aggie Soccer Complex to watch some college games in the spring 7 v 7 tournament, and as long as she could prop herself up against me, she felt okay.

ASIDE: one cool thing happened to make the afternoon even more brilliant than the sunny skies we sat under. The Lady Aggies came out for their 3:00 game and were doing a usual warm up: high knees in one direction, butt kicks in the other. As the whole team jogged shoulder to shoulder towards the stands, Amber Gnatzig, (who is a superstar in my opinion, and who may be even harder headed than Erin Buenger) looked up, spotted Erin sitting several rows up and called out, "look everyone, it's Erin." The whole team (even the ones that didn't know her) caught Erin's eye, waved, and called her name. It did make Erin sit taller for a while.

Today, after some e-mail exchanges, Dr. Parr and I decided to blame the antibiotic for Erin's slump. We've stopped the cefdinir and will fill in the remaining three days with zithromax. Hopefully, "a while longer" will pass quickly and I can have my Erin back fit and full of vinegar.