I think it was a week ago I started feeling sick. A little bit of a fever at night. A horrible cough that I didn't think too much of at the time because I was still coughing from the cold I had a few months back. This cough was a little different though. More to it.
By Saturday I was feeling worse.
Fever and chills, chills and fever. It seemed never ending. I had chills so bad one night that I woke up the next morning sore from my body shaking so hard. I know I prayed hard that night for the fever to finally take over just so I could stop being cold. It did, but then I was just a different kind of miserable. I missed Easter. I missed my baby hunting for eggs for the first time, as much as an 8 month old can hunt for eggs, either way, I missed it.
I got in to see the doctor on Monday only to be told that the Kaiser office where I live doesn't do xrays and I definitely needed one. Possibly pneumonia, but probably bronchitis. I had to drive myself to the Big Town Kaiser Hospital to get one. How I made it there and back, I will never know. Back to the doctor's office to wait for the results and be diagnosed. Four prescriptions and one breathing treatment later, I was on my way home. I had left the house at 9:30 that morning and didn't collapse back into bed until 3pm.
Diagnosis? Viral Bronchitis. Joy.
I really figured I just had the flu and would have waited it out but what convinced me I needed to see a doctor were the noises coming out of me when I coughed, or just took a breath. I rattled, crackled, wheezed, whistled and gurgled with every breath I took. When I coughed, it was all those things but like put in a high speed blender. You could hear all the fluid doing whirlwinds inside my chest. Actually, you still can, just not as loud. That is a sound I hope to never hear again. I had to do that breathing thing where you have to blow as hard as you can into a tube and make the ball raise up. I couldn't even take a breath hard enough to blow into the dumb thing.
Its been a full week now and I have to say, I am feeling 100% better. Hip, hip hooray for Zithromax, Albuterol and Qvar. I couldn't have done it without you.
So what happened this week while I was sick. The whole family was at Mom's for Easter. Everyone, except me. So much for taking a family picture. Hubby started his new job. I really haven't even had a chance to talk to him much about it yet. I had to drag myself out of bed Tuesday night because I had forgot to do Andy's taxes. Oopsie! I missed Andy and his friend on TV. They were on a program that was shown on the Military Channel about the Civil War.
Oh, and as far as housework, everyone pitched in and did dishes, all the laundry and kept the house picked up every day.
Yeah, and then I woke up from that dream.
I am more than a little disappointed in the family. Nobody touched a damn thing in this house the whole time I was sick so you can just imagine what I am having to deal with now. It took every ounce of energy I had yesterday to just clean the bathroom. There are piles and piles of dirty clothes. I don't know what anyone was wearing last week because it seems like every article of clothing we own is in a basket in the laundry room. I think it was around Wednesday or so that Hubby came into the bedroom to tell me that a really sour smell was coming from the laundry room. I asked him to check to see if I had left a load of clothes in the washer. He said no, so I didn't really care where the smell was coming from. As long as it wasn't my expensive washer. I was in the bedroom and didn't have to smell it so they could just deal with themselves or wait until I was feeling better, which is what they did.
Andy's dirty socks, in case you were wondering.
Tomorrow everyone is going to pitch in and do the things they should have been doing without me having to tell them to do all last week. Or else!
I think this cough is probably going to be with me for awhile but at least the chest rattling is down to a dull crackle. I am just thankful I am feeling better and I hope nobody else gets this.
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