Jan 28, 2013 - 4:34 pm
My positive attitude I try so hard to keep and my sense of humor have now left the building. About ten days ago, I came down with stomach virus. Was living in the bathroom, couldn't eat or sleep due to respiratory part. Three days later, hubby went into CHF. I tried to get him into the truck to go to Emg. Neither of us had any strength and he fell and knocked us both into the street. I managed to get up, but couldn't get him up, so I called 911. Fire dept. came and got him into truck and I managed to get us to Emg. Stayed with him until he was stable and then drove back home. Got progressively worse and passed out the next morning. Came to with cat rubbing my head. Ended up in hospital for four days with a million bags of sodium chloride and potassium while hubby was in a different hospital trying to breathe. He ended up having his lung biopsy there. Our son spent his time between hospitals and the lonely cat at home.
I came home on Saturday. Hubby got home Sunday with portable oxygen and home unit delivered a couple of hours later. I had no idea where we stood with all the MDA appts. or much of anything else, for that matter. Missed appt. for this morning. Didn't even know we had it. Appt. now sched. for Jan. 31 for results of scans and biopsy. Fortunately, son is available that day to drive us and get his dad into the truck. He's still having a very difficult time breathing, even with oxygen.
I still have terrible cough from bronchial infection, so must take shallow breaths. Still can't sleep. Somewhere in here, I know there's got to be a laugh, even if it's one of insanity.
JBG has surgeon's appt. today to discuss possible spleen removal or maybe some type of lung surgery. Will talk with her probably tomorrow.
So that's what we've all been up to. I hope that everyone is doing well. I've missed too many posts to catch up.