There are some things you would like to believe you grow out of: pigtails, boy bands (ok…maybe not), toe socks…you get the idea. One of the things I thought I would outgrow is the ability to get mono. The good ol’ “kissing disease” is something left for awkward middle school dances, not grown women. Well, yeah, I was wrong. It was the last thing on the list to tests to see why I was so exhausted. That and a general brain fog were my only symptoms. Apparently these are common symptoms for “adult mono.”
The typical symptoms (other than fatigue), which I don’t have of course, are:
- Sore throat
- Swollen glands in the neck
- Weakness and sore muscles
After some mild research (on my phone while my husband was watching something on TV) I came across things that basically said, “Hey, I know that there are standard symptoms, but ha…not for adults.” Obviously these symptoms are possible, but they are not hard and fast. Adults, apparently, exhibit things differently. Remember the brain fog – I mentioned the brain fog, right? – that’s an adult perk. I read about people that were brought to the brink of insanity trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with them because their symptoms were just so atypical for mono. Extreme fatigue, however, seems to be a relative constant.
So, now here I am 2 months into this crazy thing. Fun, huh? Then my doctor, and my reading online, dropped this one on me: This could last upwards of 6 months…and sometimes even longer. Yay…yeah, no.
So, here I sit. It’s 7:30pm. I am fighting myself to stay awake and not go to bed until at least 8. Somehow going to bed at 8 makes me feel simultaneously less too-young and less too-old. It’s really just a little game I am playing with myself, I know that.