03.21.08
if it doesn’t rain, it pours…or in our case, snows! Mar 10 repost
I am official fed up with winter.
Not only do we have record snowfalls here in Quebec, but the entire house has been sick for what seems like forever. Ok, so I shouldn’t go that far…how about at least 3 weeks? There, that’s a little more realistic.
It all started when my wonderful, darling son came home with the flu. Not just any flu, but the one strain that was NOT covered by the flu shot this year. So, naturally, everyone else followed suit.
The kids had it for about 4 days, with high fevers, chills..the works.
Then hubby got it. His turned into a lung infection, and he is still home from work. At least he can work from home, and is not falling behind too much, and is still getting paid. Praise God for small miracles!
Then…there’s me. I was bound to get it. With my MS and my system being low most of the time, it was almost a guarantee that I would be the next one. That, and I was the only one left…
The flu by itself was horrible for about a week. Just when I thought I was starting to feel better (Mom always said don’t make assumptions…) I started spiking a fever again. Not a little fever like everyone else…no..that would be too easy. I spent 4 days with fevers ranging between 103F and 105F. I have never seen fevers that high in adults.
So, here comes trip one to the hospital…not my fave passtime. Somehow, I have managed to get a kidney infection on top of it all. Not just one kidney, but both. Fun…NOT. Seeing as I am allergic to just about every antibiotic under the sun, they decide to take a ‘chance’ with synthetic penecillin. I do not like being a guinea pig…especially when it comes to medical stuff.
SO..the first dose has to be done by injection…one in each hip. I have decided that giving birth is more comfortable than having injections in your hips…and I pray I never have to go through THAT again. This is followed by 10 days of super strength oral antibiotics…all in the hopes that I don’t have a reaction to them. Enter more prayers…and lots of them.
So, God saved me from any reactions…Yay GOD! Thanks so much. I finish the antibiotics, all the while not really feeling any better. The day after the meds were done, here is Mom in just as much pain as before, if not worse.
Trip 2 to the hospital…more bloodwork (my veins collapse easily, so this results in many attempts to get enough blood, and horrible looking bruises everywhere) and various other tests.
“Sorry ma’am…but your this and your that are coming up clean. There is something else wrong, so go home with this morphine, sleep for a week and the specialist will contact you. Oh, here..take this morphine before you leave though…”
How comforting…no answers and more meds…I don’t like this very much. Then comes more babble babble babble that I can’t remember anymore, because now I am very loopy…and in comes the gravol so I don’t mess up the car on the way home.
There are more details, but all that will succeed in doing is reminding me that I feel horrid, I’m still loopy, and we still have over 5 feet of snow outside…if you don’t count the snowbanks on the side of the roads. I want spring to get here quickly, but with my luck…we’ll still have snow in June.
Steph
