Discharged

Hello to all my WP Dudes! I thought I’d try to briefly give you all an update on my latest Health Saga. I was in hospital from Saturday morning until Monday afternoon.

It started with the foot. Around the beginning of May my left foot started swelling up, then started getting red, then kinda purple. It was a slow process and I didn’t have any wounds, so I just sort of monitored it for a couple weeks.

When I decided to have it looked at, my Primary was booked so I went to Urgent Care, who sent me on to hospital for more available testing. That was May 18th. I saw my Primary on May 25 and he advised I continue the antibiotics the hospital gave me, then if the infection wasn’t gone, to start a new antibiotic. He set an appointment for June 15, advising he would be out of town for a couple weeks.

The first antibiotics didn’t help. In fact, the infection was getting worse. Or, at least the swelling and colors were moving up the leg from the foot. I completed the first course, waited 18 hours and started the second course.

One week into a fifteen day course, I was not only not getting better, I was developing new, concerning symptoms. I felt very weak, and just walking from my bed to the baรฑo left me light-headed and dizzy. I felt like I couldn’t catch my breath.

Since this is MY life, and Casa Cuckoo, things were busy and chaotic. Daughter worked five out of six nights at the hospital (yes, same one) and I took care of Ben as best I could, while also driving her to, and from work. Unfortunately, we needed her to work since she’d used all her available paid time off when she had Bronchitis in May.

We knew I needed to go back to hospital, but since she doesn’t drive, and we had Ben used to Gramma handling most everything for him, we waited a couple days for Younger to be able to drive me, and Ben to get used to his mother doing the daily stuff. Also, I had my monthly Pain Pump Fill scheduled for Thursday, and that needed to be done. I can’t let the pump run dry, and i need the meds. Plus, I really, really didn’t want to go to Hospital, knowing I’d be admitted for a few days at least.

Saturday morning Younger picked me up and deposited me at Emergency. She couldn’t stay (COVID rules) so she hugged me and left for work. I was encouraged to see the waiting room was completely empty.

I was checked in and passed along as usual, and things were going okay. Or as okay as they can go when you’re in a hospital bed in the Emergency Department. It was a bit of craziness for several hours with tests and consults and trying to keep both daughters informed.

Finally, at one point the doctor (or one of the doctors) told me that my hemoglobin level was very low and that he was ordering a unit of whole blood, possibly two. WHA DA ?!?!

Low hemoglobin would definitely explain the weakness and feeling like I wasn’t getting enough air. I wasn’t. But my tests had been fine less than three weeks earlier and there was no major blood loss or change in diet or medications that would explain the sudden drastic drop. So it became a “let’s test everything to see if we can figure it out” thing. SWELL!

I did end up receiving a second unit of whole blood, but I swear it’s because they took that much for their lab tests. I also had another CT scan of my chest, a scan with ultrasound (?) of my heart, and Joy of Joys… a colonoscopy. But not just a colonoscopy… no, no, no… an endoscopy also. Two cameras, one from each end. Thankfully that was under sedation!

After ALL the scans, tests and labs were completed the results were in. Everything was fine… working like it should. No bleeds, no areas of concern, no freaking reason to explain the hemoglobin drop. UGH!

Finally on Monday morning, they decided that I should STOP taking the Methotrexate for the plaque psoriasis and start taking Folic Acid. Plus, for the infection… remember the foot that started all this?… I was to take Amoxicillin at a step-down dose over the next month or so.

I was discharged Monday (yesterday) afternoon, and the denizens of Casa Cuckoo were very happy to have me back. There was chaos… Dogzilla, my Big Dumb Velcro Dawg was beside himself. The daughters tried to play nice, but emotions were high cuz they love their Mama, and Ben was processing.

The first night back home was kinda rough cuz Daughter and Ben butted heads over the bedtime routine, then Ben got up, got dressed and started his Day at 1:30am! I stayed in bed, but I heard him and Daughter moving around.

Ben is at school, Daughter is napping, and I’m being a good patient and resting. As I wrote, I see my Primary on the 15th so I’m set there. And I guess we find out how to proceed from him. I’m not gonna miss the the way the Methotrexate kicked my ass for twenty-four hours once a week, but I’m concerned about the plaques coming back. That was a misery I was glad to be rid of! It was worth one day each week of feeling crappy! I’m sure there are other treatments. I guess I’ll see if my Primary wants to handle it, or refer me to a Rheumatologist.

The thing that makes me laugh is, with ALL the tests and scans they did… my Primary is still probably going to give me a hard time about not getting my mammogram yet! I think I deserve a pass. The prep for a colonoscopy is NOT fun, let’s just leave it at that.

And… I still need to get my car fixed from the accident last month. I guess it will be no blinkers and LOTS of duct tape for a little while longer.

Thanks for stopping by. I am feeling better and on the road to complete recovery (knock on wood), but I’m still a little brain fried, and way behind on my email and WP stuff. I’ll get caught up eventually, right?!

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HUGS!!

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33 thoughts on “Discharged

  1. Sending lots of love, hugs and prayers your way my dear friend. Get better soon and I hope all the bad symptoms are kicked away by the meds. Take care dear Angie

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    1. All the glossy photos with the little stickers… or however it goes๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ It felt very convoluted! So many doctors, consults, tests… I swear they made me feel worse so I would feel better by comparison ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ

      I’ve been being a good patient ๐Ÿ˜‡ ๐Ÿ˜ป

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  2. Glad you are feeling better, don’t worry about catching up, I hope you have a good rest! ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿค—๐ŸŒท๐Ÿฆ

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    1. Thank you! I read your post and I’m sure you know what I would say, so consider it said๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

      Take care of you my Kookaburra Friend!๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ป

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      1. Thanks, I’m feeling a tiny bit better but I’m meeting the Boss today and he always make my blood boil so I’m not sure about later

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    1. I wasn’t feeling very awesome, that’s for sure๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ Thank you!
      I think I deserve a “no medical procedures for 1 year” card or something… like a Monopoly “get out of jail free” card๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
      ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿฅฐ

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  3. My heck! Well, welcome to my corner of hell. You’ve had hospitalization (avoided by me YET thankfully), and you had, thankfully, competent medical providers. Mine? Not so much. I’m due for the ugly test (which could masquerade as S&M in my opinion) on Friday. They say the prep isn’t as harsh as when I had it done in 2015 or 17 or whenever – I ended up on horse sized pills because I could not keep that sludge down long enough for it to exit stage left. I’m hoping this prep works. Hug both your daughters too and thank them because the only thing that makes this little corner of hell worse is having no support. I’m hoping my kindly neighbor, who never refuses to take me places (I still wish they’d do that testing locally. It’s embarrassing to barf or worse shite yourself in front of people who aren’t related to one. Lots of squishy boobie hugs that you’re on the mend and have kept your sense of humor through your trials. Sven? Did he miss you too? Inquiring dragons want to know! ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    1. Sven can’t decide if he wants to do his weirdo Summer Brumation or not. He’s just been laying in the same place, occasionally glaring๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

      The prep drink wasn’t bad, just salty, but a gallon of it๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ And being in a shared room, forced to use a bedside commode was NOT a pleasant experience.

      Good luck with yours! If they use sedation, you won’t even remember the violation ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿค—๐Ÿฅฐ

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      1. So far the powers that be have shelved me in a private room or corner somewhere because I’m a tad more cra-cra than usual after sedation. I’ve started asking them to take the pain meds out of the mix because that’s what makes me so sick after any sort of sedation. We’ll see what they do about it. But I’ve painted a fairly graphic description of what occurs if they give me even conscious sedation and don’t pull out the pain meds (using only what I’ve heard is what Michael Jackson used to use (abuse?) and what he OD’d on or whatever. That stuff works for me, the other way has me channeling Linda Blair complete with pea soup. ๐Ÿ˜†

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        1. Well alrighty then…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ I’m glad you survived the indignation at least.
          Did you get pictures? They gave me pictures after, and I’m a little confused about the proper protocol. Does one post their colonoscopy photos? What would Miss Manners advise??

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          1. ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ I suppose it would only be polite… ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿ˜ต I have no idea why they’d give you those, unless it was a sort of parting gift idea or something.. I don’t want to know and hope they don’t hand out party favors that way! Sven is on the cusp of his summer hibernation then? Does he eat when hibernating or does he mainly just sleep?

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            1. He just sleeps all day, every day… he occasionally opens an eye to glare, but I sometimes have to poke him to make sure he’s still alive. He can SERIOUSLY slow down his metabolism. It’s crazy!

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  4. Glad you’re on the mend (actually to me it doesn’t seem like you’re on the med yet, you’ve just got the hemoglobin thing figured out). SO hopefully you’ll get your foot/leg sorted out soon. Unfortunately, I’m on a two year schedule with colonoscopies. Between calorie deficiency and drinking that cleansing solution, the whole thing makes me want to vomit. I hope your crew and your life can give you some space to recover. Take care of yourself.

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    1. Every two years? UGH! I think maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad if I could’ve been home, in my own bathroom for the prep. That gallon of “golytely” was brutal!
      AND now I’m gonna associate one of my favorite Audrey Hepburn movies with an unpleasant experience.

      I’m feeling better and the stupid foot seems to be getting better. The milder antibiotic, for a longer time frame was probably the better idea than a full out assault๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ
      Now I just have see how we’re gonna handle the plaque psoriasis… before it come back hopefully.

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      1. I definitely would be a more pleasant (less sucky anyway) experience at home, but then you need to endure all of the pitying looks coming your way every time you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom.

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  5. Holy cow, it sounds like you had the best joyride ever! (Tongue firmly in cheek.) Better days will come, mmm hmm.

    I am NOT a fan of colonoscopies. (As if anybody is, but still.) They force you to realize that humans are really just messy animals, at times. I don’t mind drinking that solution all that much; it’s the after-effects that strike fear in my heart. Luckily, compared to you, I’ve always been able to “prep” at home. I can’t imagine having to “take care of things” in a hospital room. I’m horrified enough in the privacy of my own home, with the rumblings and the geysers and the aftershocks that shake the foundation of the house. Ugh.

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    1. Indeed! And to make matters even worse, I was in a shared room, forced to use a bedside commode, then call some poor nurse to dispose of itโ˜น๏ธ
      I also required complete change of bedding๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ

      I was beyond overjoyed when the anesthesiologist introduced himself and explained all the magic potions he intended to put into my veins!

      They gave me pictures after too. I wasn’t sure how to feel about the photo memory gift. I’m still not sure how to feel about it. Am I required to post the photos to a social media account? “Look at the cute little polyp they removed from my colon”???? It’s still very confusing….

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  6. Oh my goodness that all sounds like a lot! I am glad you got all checked out and hopefully everything rights itself! I bet everyone missed you! I hope you get some good rest and feel 100% soon!

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    1. Feeling better every day!
      I sent you an email๐Ÿค—๐Ÿฅฐ๐ŸŒž

      I had 2 address & sent to both but just got a message that one failed๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ let me know if you get it ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ
      Always something ๐Ÿ˜‚

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  7. Glad you are okay and on the mend. It’s nice that your daughter has a better work schedule now to help you with Ben during the summer.
    Feel better soon and don’t worry about the car
    Teri

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    1. Thanks Teri! The car is sorta low on the priority list right now. It’s drivable, and I rarely travel more the 5 miles from home. It does bug me that the blinkers don’t work cuz I’m a stickler for using them. Plus the constant reapplying of duct tape to keep the bumpers from dragging on the ground is kind of a pain… but it works good enough for now. Better than no car, that’s for sure!

      ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ

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