Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Anyone who knows me here on SP knows I check in every day, and that I disappeared for the entire month of September.
I entered the hospital on Saturday, August 31 and was finally discharged from the hospital on Friday, September 27. I was in the hospital for 28 days; 4 weeks; 1 whole month.
I had NO idea how sick I was. I had just returned from a trip to Florida (which was awesome) and 2 days later I woke up around 4:30 am with a raging fever, body chills, body aches. I thought to myself, "Who the heck gets the flu in August??" Then I developed a cough. This cough levatated me off the bed. I felt like crap. On Saturday, August 31 I drove myself to the Immedicenter. They took my vitals and history and the doctor promptly told me that she was ordering me transported to the hospital. My response: "Okay." The ambulance ride is a fuzzy memory. I do remember they put me on oxygen almost immediately. I was taken to the ER. When I arrived, my blood pressure was so low the nurse was concerned that I may have to be transferred to ICU. Still on oxygen. I stayed on oxygen until the last week of my stay.
I had pneumonia. Not ordinary, run of the mill pneumonia, oh no. It was bi-lateral, meaning both lungs were affected. Most times with pneumonia, your lungs develop fluid that sort of flows throughout your lung. Not me. Mine was encapsulated, meaning it formed pockets within my lungs. And the final touch: it was MRSA, meaning it was not treatable with standard antibiotics. 3 whammies.
I had 3 separate procedures done on my lungs involving a CT scan and drainage. They did my right lung first. Then I had a broncodycopsychy (sp) where they basically roto-rooted my bronchia out and cleared that. Then I had another CT scan drainage procedure on my left lung, which wasn't as successful. Then they called in the thorasic surgeon. I had 2 surgeries, one on each lung. My left lung was in worse shape. He went in, drained the fluid, the areas of fluid that had begun to solidify, he scraped. Then he flushed my lung out, then he reinflated my lung. I spent 2 days in ICU and 3 days after that, had my right lung worked on, with 2 more days in ICU.
I always get the flu shot. I get vaccine boosters, and had got the pneumonia vaccine a couple of years ago (it's once every 5 years). I just had the misfortune of coming into contact with a virulent bug and it nearly wiped me out.
But I survived. I am home now, and every day I get a little bit stronger. I walk a little bit every day, and I have basic strengthening exercises that I do. I have to rebuild my strength and my stamina.
I am thankful that I was in better physical shape when this happened than I was a year ago. I credit my work with SP for helping me fight this illness. I am thankful for all of the doctors and nurses and nurses aides that helped me during my hospital stay. Without them, I wouldn't be here today. Thank a doctor or nurse today.
I'll be on antibiotics for another month. I have a Home Health Care Nurse that comes twice a week, and I'll also be getting physical therapy twice a week for about 3 weeks. It'll be hard work to get back in shape, but after what I've been through, it will be good work.
If you "come down with a bug", don't wait like I did. My sister tells me that if I had waited just one more day, it would have been very touch and go. Take your vitamins. Wash your hands with soap and water. Use hand sanitizer. Be healthy. Be aware of the "things" going around. Be aware of how you're feeling.
I know I will.