You know, I had so much love and admiration for you and your attitude and endurance.
I now have even more, and my experience pales in comparison to your easiest admits.
You handled rough times with so much more grace than I have.
Got sick just over a week ago with a minor cold. It really wasn't a big deal and I started getting better about day 4.
Day 5? Not so much.
Day 6 (Saturday) was worse. My chest felt tight, I had a low grade fever and a nasty, gross cough so off to Urgent Care I went. X-rays (really clean) and exam and the diagnosis was viral infection, probably RSV, and I was given a prescription for two cough meds.
I managed to drag myself home and collapse in bed for a while. I only ate two tiny bites of dinner and went back to bed. I felt absolutely lousy and my bedside table looked like a pharmacist's counter.
By 10 pm my cough turned bloody and I continued with that every 15-20 minutes through the night. When I also started getting sick to my stomach (I know I was swallowing some of the blood) and had major chills and cold sweats, I woke Daddy up and told him I needed to go to the hospital.
Well, they got me back pretty quick (not as quick as you, I wasn't that bad) and ran tests and labs. Labs were totally wonky and CT showed bilateral lower pneunomias. Plus I just could not keep my blood pressures up. Yay for sepsis?? I spent the night in the ICU to stabilize my blood pressures and now I'm on the floor.
The good news is they caught it really early. The bad news is I'm a much better medical parent than patient.
Yuck. I hate being weak, being stuck in bed, the exhaustion that hits so hard just getting up (with help) to go to the bathroom. And the interminable coughing is driving me nuts!
I also learned I find it easier to advocate for others than myself, and it's easier if you aren't tied to tubes/wires in a bed, and I can do it anyway.
Fingers crossed that I get to go home today but I'm under no illusions that I'm all better. But I guess you know what that's like, don't you?
I miss you, kiddo. Thank you for all you put up with so we could have you part of our lives for so long.
Love you so much.
Love,
Mama
"It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves."
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