UPDATE (7/4): My final verdict on my own diagnosis is Hand, Foot, and Mouth Disease, and Tonsillitis. I had the completely white tonsils, but I broke out with the full-body hand, foot, and mouth rash a couple of days ago, and I also got the sores on my feet. Delicious. Today I am feeling better finally.
I have been really sick for the past couple of days. Fever, horrible aches and muscle spasms, sore throat with white spots, stomachache, and headache. Last night I was so weak that I literally almost passed out while trying to brush my teeth. I spent half of the night awake rolling around on the couch and crying.
Pathetic, I know. But it felt like my bones were disintegrating.
So I went to the doctor today; called them first thing in the morning but my regular physician (DS) was not available, so they scheduled me with someone else (JS). After getting my weight taken by the nurse, which she mistakenly wrote down as 149 pounds and I had to correct her, I waited for 30 minutes in a freezing exam room for JS to come in. It was so cold my feet and nails had turned blue and I was shaking. When JS came in she didn’t even look at me, but was looking at the wall facing away from me when she said hello. While I told her my symptoms she looked at me like I was the most annoying person on the planet. She asked me if I might have been exposed to anything. I told her Hand Foot and Mouth Virus in a 10-month old, and it was quite obvious from the look on her face that she had no idea what I was talking about. It’s a children’s disease, and she’s not a pediatrician, so I guess I can cut her some slack for that. She did a little upper respiratory exam and looked at my throat for less than 2 seconds. She said, “Oh, that looks red,” and I was like, “Yeah and it has white spots,” and she shook her head at me like I was an alien.
She decided to give me a strep test, so I had to wait another 20 minutes for a nurse to come in and swab my throat. The nurse couldn’t find the throat swabs, which were sitting right on top of the counter in a little jar. I had seen them when I first came into the room, but she was like opening drawers and stuff. I felt like saying, woman, I can swab my own dang throat! Let’s get on with this.
More waiting for the results, which of course were negative, which of course I was informed of by JS facing the wall and not looking at me. But then she was like, “Well, it might be that thing that you were exposed to.” That thing… okay sweet, you don’t even know what it is yet you’re telling me I might have it! She told me it was likely some kind of virus and just to go home and rest. Thanks for nothing!!
I got home and Googled my symptoms, and the first thing that came up was tonsillitis. I had every single one of the symptoms, and my throat looked just like the throats in the picture. Granted, tonsillitis is a virus, but she could at least have given me a name to walk away with. Ugh, what a waste of $70.