Getting "Grilled Cheese'd" in a Pannini Press
Friday, June 19, 2015
Have you ever heard that phrase before? Where you feel like you're getting squished, smashed, burned and charred - getting grilled cheese'd in the panini press! That describes how I feel right now.
Some of my wonderful spark friends have lovingly poked me to find out why I have been so quiet these past several days.
Thankfully I was released from hospital, but [as often happens with me], I had an allergic reaction to the drugs used in a nerve procedure done while I was in the hospital. This triggered lots of red bumps and one of my amped-up painful flares, but nothing too serious to keep me in The Joint any longer. So I went home. But hours later things got worse and worse.
Bubbling blisters. Swelling, rash, headaches, lesions. Gah! We took pics and sent them to my pain docs. Blisters getting larger by the hour.
"Don't do anything to rupture those blisters!" One of my doctor's stressed. I've been lying down with my legs over my head for days. And still things have worsened. I'd show you the pics, but you'd liked never speak to me again (ewe!!!).
When is it going to stop? Trying not to lose faith. I've been praying a lot, and crying a lot.
The hospital case manager pushed hard to get insurance approval for a home nurse to come help. This morning she will be coming by the clean these gross blister b@stards and do regular wound care until this blows over. Hurrah for that.
Didn't want to post a blog that was chocked full of my whining, so I guess I just went radio silent. Forgive me : ).
I'm so thankful for all of you guys and your support. Truly!
' Nuff Said,