Since I have some at least temporary freedom from my IV drips, I figured I would try and give you all at least an abbreviated report of what has happened over the past few days. It certainly fits into the life is what happens while you’re making other plans department.
Okay, I should probably begin with last week, when I started feeling like I was coming down with something. Last Wednesday it hit me in full force. I assumed I had the full-blown crud. My temperature peaked at 100.9 Thursday night, and Sarah and I agreed that if it was still up Friday morning we’d be heading off to the doctor. Luckily (I thought), my fever broke overnight, and I was actually feeling significantly better on Friday. So I figured I had dodged the doctor bullet. In the meantime, Sarah started feeling rather puny on Saturday, and Sunday she was worse. I still felt reasonably okay, good enough to put together my extremely yummy meat loaf Sunday night. During all this time, Sarah was telling me my breathing wasn’t sounding right. I didn’t outwardly notice anything, so I continued on as usual. Sarah decided it would be a good idea for both of us to go to the doctor Monday morning. I went along, kicking and screaming, because even though my chest was still congested I thought I could just ride it out. So off we went. It turns out Sarah has strep. The doctor gave me a breathing treatment in her office, and it was then that my blood oxygen levels took a precipitous swan dive. That, along with my utterly horrendous peak flow levels, earned me a ticket into the hospital.
That’s the very short version. Some things have happened subsequent to me being here that I really shouldn’t write about in a public forum, but suffice to say none of it was conducive to rest and recuperation. Things are on the upswing, though. I have a nice big room to myself, it’s reasonably quiet, and I can get whatever rest I can in this environment. It turns out I have full blown pneumonia, so I’ll be here for at least the next few days while they whip me back into shape. I don’t have much energy, and probably won’t for a while, so there’s a good chance you won’t be hearing a lot from me for at least the next week or so. Once I’m back in the saddle again, so to speak, I’ll expound more on this journey. One thing I have learned beyond all doubt at this point. Sarah is almost always right, and while I can’t promise to not kick and scream in the future I will always acquiesce if she feels a trip to the doctor is warranted.
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