So I started to get sick a few days ago. My chest got really tight and I got really scared. My 10 days in ICU last April for respiratory failure have not been forgotten.
I went to the doctor and got super medicated on Tuesday. Went for the recheck today feeling worse than I did initially.
Still lots of wheezing and rales. Still full of fluid. So my lasix got upped as did my prednisone and theophylline and I'm on a different antibiotic. I don't mind the prednisone being upped though - it is making my psoriasis dry up and go away. The theophylline on the other hand keeps me wired for sound. I can't sleep. Seriously, I can't sleep longer than 45 minutes or so at a clip.
Of course 5 grown kids who obviously aren't all that grown up have to keep calling me and texting me at all sorts of odd hours with their drama. ugh ugh ugh.
The doctor wanted to admit me to the hospital today. My oxygen levels were at 79% and only got to 84% after a nebulizer treatment and a healthy round of O2 by cannula at 3 liters for 15 minutes. I ended up refusing. I have a feeling I probably shouldn't have refused though. I know I could really benefit from some solumedrol.
The doctor is also pushing for a c-pap machine. I failed (or is it passed?) the first part of the sleep study. 15 events an hour are needed to qualify - I had 18. That's kinda scary. 18 times an hour I totally stop breathing. No wonder I'm freaking tired and confused all the time. I go next month for the titration study. Oh joy.
Called the kids and told them all they had to leave me alone, that I need a stress free weekend if I want to get better. I hope they listened, otherwise I will be checking myself in to the hospital come Monday morning.