Friday, March 30, 2012
Sick As A Dog
By Wednesday morning I was not only running a fever, I also couldn't breathe. I was using my nebulizer and not getting much relief. I decided to call my Immunologist to see what he suggested. Apparently he was off that day but they still paged him for me. He was not happy in the least that the NP never checked me so he put in a phone call to the Chief MFM. He then called me back and started me on an antibiotic and Prednisone. After almost four days with a fever that just wouldn't quit, it finally broke early this morning. I still followed up with my Immunologist today as he wanted to make sure that my breathing was stable. Besides sounding like crap, my O2 levels were good and he was comfortable having me go home with some additional meds for my nebulizer. Just having the fever gone is a blessing. Now I just need to get my lungs to get rid of all this gunk so I can breathe again...and not have to be glued to my nebulizer all the time.
I have to say that, despite having shoulder surgery last week, my husband has been amazing. He gets very nervous when my asthma gets as bad as it did, but he now knows the routine and is able to setup both my machine and my medicine for it. He made sure that I was taking my meds as I should and was even going out of his way to make sure that I (and the baby) was eating and drinking enough. Also, for a man who never cooked a day in his life before he met me I was quite proud of his meal preparation skills. I hit the jackpot when I met him!!