Sorry it took so long. (They let me out at 5pm, but it took a little time to get things flowing in the proper channels here at home.)
Thanks for all of the well wishes, folks! Means a LOT. Truth.
I’ve been handed a lot to think about over the past two-three days. That stuff I’ll build into a blog post in the next 48 hours or so.
I had bronchitis/nasty cold on last Wed. and when I was driving some of the kids somewhere I started coughing. At exactly the WRONG time. I had just taken a large quaff of coffee, my window was up, and my cup had a lid on it. I started ca coughing jag and had NOWHERE to ‘put’ the coffee without just spitting it out onto my shirt. (Where it eventually just ended up anyhow.) I yanked the car off the road into a gravel lot and jumped from the seat almost before the parking brake engaged! (I had to go onto all fours just to get the liquid onto the ‘front’ of my chest so I could get just a little bit of air IN. I was seeing spot!)
That’s right. I had just aspirated about 1/2 a cup of steaming hot, VERY sweet coffee. NOT. Good. By 5 that evening, I had a crippling sore throat. (Which at first I was afraid was caused by some bad ingredients in my new electric cig.) Thursday morn around 2 am I woke up coughing and didn’t stop until my chest muscles just gave up on Sat around noon. By the time I made it to the E.R., I was only displacing around 18 c.i. with BOTH lungs. They hooked me up to 15mb O2 and set up a room for an extended stay. (Since I was on Morphine, have a physical condition where if I reach an optimum O level I just STOP breathing and forget to re-start, and their need to intubate me if ANYthing else went wrong, my meds for pain got slashed on the spot. (Plus, hospitals HATE,Hate,hate ‘PRN’ or “Take as desired/needed) If it doesn’t already HAVE an hour designated for the dose, it just doesn’t exist!!
Anyhow, steroids X5, Insulin, more insulin, Lasix (water remover), more O2, enforced NON-movement for 8 hour or longer blocks of time. (They were afraid that if I laid down, moved too much, the rubber thick mucus would coat the last little bit of my lungs that was still working and they would have to go in and clean it out by hand. Their suctiuon machine used for those kind of diseases took one shot at the phlegm and died.) And then we just waited.
All of this set of a series of Other tests, however, that led to some….... interesting speculations and conferences amongst the heads of the diabetics/ECG-heart/and blood services sections of this teaching hospital. (Everybody wanted time alone with my chest, go figure.) (Don’t even ASK about the nurses loving my “little nubby”.) (Hey! I said ‘Don’t ask!)
The rest will have to wait for the blog entry. I’m tired. I a going to TRY and take most or all of my 12 new scrips and rest for a while.
*Hugs all around and scritches where needed*