Just come back from vacation on Monday and back to work on Tuesday. About half way through the day My throat starts hurting. I'm thinking That’s its probably just the start of a cold cause it was pretty yucky on Tuesday. Rainy and cold. Plus I only brought a light jacket and had a short sleeve shirt on. So all day I eat cough drops. End of the day comes and it pouring down rain outside. I just have a light sleeveless dress and that stupid dress coat to keep me warm. By the time I get home my throat hurts so bad I don’t want to swallow. I’m shaking cause I’m so cold. I drop my clothes on the bedroom floor, crank my electric blanket on to high and grab a towel so I can spit into it instead of having to swallow. I feel like I’m swallowing glass. Now I know there’s something wrong with me but there’s nobody home but me. And I can move cause my entire body hurts. It hurts when I take breath because my lungs move my muscles. My back hurts extremely bad-probably the worst spot on me. My skin hurts. Now I’m sure got the full blown flu.
I’m under all those blankets with the electric blanket on high and I’m freaking freezing like someone is throwing ice cubes down my back. My husband comes home with all the babies and I’m bawling like a two-year-old baby. Feeling like stupid cause I know its probably just the flu.
I had an appointment already for the next day at 11:30 with my regular doctor but it was for a possible stomach ulcer but I’m thinking I’m hurting so bad that I decide I’m gonna ride it out and go to that appt and see if he can at least help me with my throat issues and maybe my muscles. So I swallowed a bunch of stuff to help me sleep and about 8 IB pro, a couple of Tylenol for the fever and made it somehow threw the night. The next day I drove myself to the doctor (hind site should not have done). I walked into his clinic and it was packed with people kids old people-Everyone. I could barely walk and I couldn’t see because my face was sweating so much I think my eyeballs were sweating too. So shuffled up to the front desk and put my purse on the counter and laid down on the floor. My temp was 102.
They got me right in at that point. I got two bags IV fluid right in the office and a nasty shot of antibiotics in my ass. They said my blood pressure was unbelievable and that my heart was beating 30 times faster than it should have been. I spend over 2 hours in the clinic on the table before they felt it would be ok for me to go home and then they wouldn’t let me drive. So they had closed down the clinic, cancelled the remaining appts and my doctor personally drove me home. Now THAT’S what I call personalized service. He is my newest BFF!
The Dr. said that if the antibiotics didn’t start kicking in soon or if for any reason it got any type of worse to go to the emergency room.
So all this happened while my husband was at work. He comes home and I still cant talk cause my throat is like broken glass, So he calls my dr office and gets filled in. Doctor tells him not to let me drive no more (der) and gives him the skinny on the strep and possibility of blood poison. He goes gets my RX’s for me and I spend another night rolling around in bed. Too hot one minute, too cold the next, spitting into towel cause I cant swallow. Finally I see my husband get up to go to work at 2:00-2:30ish and I say hospital cause the stuff is on the other side of my throat as well and my body is screaming. He was so good cause I couldn’t barely move he got me dressed and practically dragged me out to the car cause my legs hurt so bad. I kept telling him to hurry cause I thought “this is it-This is how I’m gonna die” I was so sure of it.
When we got inside the ER I heard this lady say “I’m getting a wheel chair” I said no no a gurney Cant sit. They kept trying to ask me questions and I could answer them cause it hurt so so bad to talk. Finally they figured out I wasn’t gonna be much help and they started asking Brad all the rest of the questions. Thank you again Brad-Thank you! They couldn’t do anything for the pain until they did a cat scan to see if the abscess had burst. FINALLY they come back and the abscess had not burst but (like I said) I had another. So they loaded me up with Two more bags of IV fluids and )Thank you baby Jesus they gave me a shot of morphine for my back and some thing else to help my muscles relax cause they were spasming. And the most wonderful thing of all-the ER had this neat little wand just like the ones at the dentists office that suck up all the extra spit so they cave me on of those to use and it was heaven on earth!
So now I am at home on bed rest for the rest of the week and Brad has been my knight in shinning armor. He has kept the babies out of the room. He has brought me whatever I needed, run picked up RX’s. Thank you Brad. And Missy Chellsea may-I know you were scared but you handled everything wonderfully. If there is ever and emergency I know I can count on you. Thank you my lovely family!
