I'm back!
I know I said that i would write sooner but life got in my way again. You know how it gets sometimes. But as you may have realized by now, my luck ain't the best. Now I know that everyone has bad stints in their life, and right now mine really isn't all that bad. I'm not desperately unhappy. I have met the love of my life. And I am generally in a good place. And you have guessed it. There is a big fat "but" coming, and no it isn't mine :P
So suspense over, I was in hospital again... Gah! I know! story of my life at the moment! This time it was sort of self inflicted. I should probably tell you the whole story.
I used to play basketball every weekend, and I stopped because our team fell apart and I got into that teenage place where it wasn't the "cool" thing to do anymore. But a few weeks ago I had the bright idea that I should start playing again. MOL (mother in law) and I looked into it and found out that some of the other ladies in her office played on a weekly basis. So I got the forms and decided that, yep! This was for me! So last Wednesday, I had my first game! We played well, but the other team played hard, and lacking a second referee, we lost. Lets just say, if we had a second ref, the entire other team would have been benched. But that's not the point I am trying to get too. I also played hard, I was always taught, "Play hard, or go home" so I went for it. But... I'm asthmatic... so Oops... By the time I got home and had a shower, I was literally wheezing. Hoping it would subside, I let it go for 30 mins, but when MOL came to check on me, I was stuck in bed and every time I moved I broke into a coughing fit. We made the decision then to take me up to the hospital. They put me on Ventolin through a nebuliser (aerated) and sent me home. By 2am I had my fiancee take me back up because I was wheezing again. They said my chest was clear and that it would probably settle after more Ventolin. So they gave me more and sent me home again.
I think I got home and passed out. I was exhausted. But the next day I just was not right, and I knew that something more was wrong when I couldn't even walk around the shops without loosing my breathe. So off the doctors I went. He was also unimpressed and sent me back to hospital to be admitted. I was there for two days, and too tell the truth, I don't believe that I am any better. I'm not wheezing, and my chest is clear. But I still can bearly get around the house without loosing my breath.... but my doctor was in the city so I will have to wait until Monday to talk to him about it.
But I will live to another day!
Love and Light... Kait
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