sunday night was jungle ball 2011 [remember i won tickets]. all day my mind was excited but my body was just not feeling the same way. i had been fighting off what seemed to be a little annoying cold thing for a few days. i just could not find the energy. eventually i rolled off the couch, managed to get ready & headed to pick up my sissy. i knew once we got there i would be feeling better. the environment, the energy, the excitement & i was right. it was an awesome show, we danced the night away & had so much fun[pics to come later]
monday morning i woke up feeling less than fabulous i was [still] congested & had a horrible sore throat & barely a voice. i had figured this was from all the screaming like a little teenage girl when david guetta & pitbull were on stage.
the day went on, i had a decent day with the kids, a fun night with my husband. it was just a great day. about 2am we went to bed. i was up at 7 ....
... & it was like death was knocking. in a matter of 5 hours i managed to get SOO sick. everything hurt. my face, my throat, my body, my chest & i had an awful cough. i took some cold meds & hoped for the best. it cleared up my face but didn't really touch the cough. when it wore off i realized i didn't have any daytime meds left. i asked jer if he could leave for a few minutes & bring me some medicine. [did i mention he was working a 13 hour day & i was all alone with the kids feeling like this] his bosses said no. so finally at 9pm he came home with new meds & cough drops.
wednesday i woke up with the same cough. it wasn't as constant but when i would start coughing i couldn't stop for a good 10 minutes & it felt like someone was stabbing a knife through my lungs, all the way through to my back. yes, even my back hurt.
seriously, christmas is a week & a half away & this is happening?! lucky for me jer was early shift that day & came home with potato soup in tow [ best husband ever] he took care of the kids & we relaxed all night. i say i am going to wait through the weekend & if it wasn't better i was going to go see a doc, no way i wanted that crap on christmas.
then we come to yesterday. jeremiah was off & handled most of the baby duties. the cough was still around, i was still in pain & my face was ridiculous. i went through a whole box of tissues by myself, in a matter of hours, jer had gone & got our morning coffee so i figured i would head to walmart for more tissues[i bought 5, i have 4 left] & some new cold meds since the one i had wasn't really touching any of my symptoms. later in the afternoon, i think maybe it will be good for me to get out of the house, get some fresh air & i still hadn't even started christmas shopping so i thought, hey why not. maybe it will make me feel better so i ventured out alone, got some great stuff[can't wait until christmas morning] we got the kids in bed & around 9pm i started feeling awful. the coughs were awful, the pain almost had me in tears. my chest was rattling & i made jer listen to confirm i was wheezing.
i couldn't take it anymore, i broke down. asked my mom what she thought & let my hubs know i was off to the ER. i am known for bronchitis, it seems like every time i get a cold it happens, so i am thinking that, or an upper respiratory infection, i should be in & out. little did i know. i get to the ER at 10 pm. my blood pressure was really high, at one time it was 159/99 [normal is 120/80] so they had me hooked up to that the whole time. they were monitoring my O2 saturation levels. i had to pee in a cup. the did an EKG to make sure my chest pain wasn't from my heart. they did a chest XRAY. drew tons of blood. started a central line, gave me breathing treatments, shot me up with steroids[which i imagine that's how you would feel if you took speed] & gave me antibiotics. my blood pressure finally dropped[132/79] & the nurse came in with my discharge papers.... & told me i have PNEUMONIA. what?! not what i was expecting at all.
she told me to have NO contact with my kids until saturday morning[yes, i am contagious] & sent me home with a mile long list of meds[which cost me a million dollars, what do people do that can't afford them?!]
an inhaler for when i have coughing fits to help open the airways
steroids to help the inflammation around the lungs go down
[i need to take THREE of these at a time, remember that whole speed feeling i talked about?]
a pain killer for the stabbing knife through my chest
& finally a prescription cough medicine
oy vay. that's a lot of medicine everyday for the next week BUT at least i will be finished with it all before xmas. they said it's a good thing i went when i did, had i waited through the weekend like planned i probably would have had to been hospitalized.
so today jeremiah stayed home from work to take care of the kids & keep them away from me. they went out to breakfast[stopped home to drop off some bob evans biscuits & gravy for me] then told me he was taking them to the park & then probably the mall[hmm christmas shopping perhaps?! haha-- better not be, i hope you read this mister] so i am here in the quiet house & not ... sleeping?! it was 5-530am before i was asleep & i was up at 7, i know i am tired. i was hoping the drowsy effects of the other meds would out way the effects of the steroids that say "side effects that may occur: difficulty sleeping, dizziness, flushing, nervousness, increased sweating" oh did i mention the inhaler has the same effects?! double the nervousness, double the fun?! not so much.
it's been a little while since i have taken them & i am about due for more cough meds, i am kinda hoping they knock me out. i need the rest & i need to get it now while jer is around cause he works all weekend so i wont be getting it then.
so i am happy to be home & on the road to recovery. please hope i can get through the next 24 hours without a meltdown about not being able to touch my kids[its harder than you think] & please please please pray that the kids don't get it!!!!! that is my number one concern. i have lysol ed EVERYTHING in this house in an attempt to hopefully kill all the germs.