This is me when I'm not doing the stuff for my regular blog. That means not necessarily as careful, not necessarily as able to do things, lots of things could be different than usual. I don't do trigger warnings, and I have genuine well thought out reasons that aren't just some kind of callous BS.
So I already have pneumonia in my right lung.
Which is kind of a bad sign. But I’m going home soon which is a good sign to me because even the recliner (rather than the rock hard gurney) is killing my butt here.
Eeep. I’m glad they found it, at least, and that you’re getting antibiotics, etc. I’ve been pretty worried. :/
Seconding this. Really glad they’re giving you something for it and that you’re getting to go home finally.
Thanks. Both of you. I am not sure I should be on tumblr. The reblogs where I had to type… it’s just really hard. I don’t really know why.
I think this is worse pneumonia than I’ve ever had. They detected it immediately on the first day. And I’ve felt like complete shit ever since. Normally they only detect possible signs of it. Communicating is so hard it’s happening much less than it needs to. I don’t understand that. My oxygen levels are hovering around 90, with a range from 81 to 97. But more often in the 80s than above 90. I’m having to use my bipap most of the time. Most of the time all I can do is close my eyes and do nothing, even if I don’t sleep. Fey seems worried. So does my DPA. Fey keeps kneading my chest. Oh and usually with aspiration nothing shows up on X-ray and then for several days things get worse even on antibiotics until they kick in. First day now worse than third day last time. Worried about getting worse and what that will mean.
Hard to think. Hard to concentrate. Hard to do anything physical or mental. Coughing up brown and orange and reddish. Probably leaving stuff out. Hard to breathe.
I’m putting this on tumblr because easier than emailing each person. Combination want and don’t want to quit typing. Want because really hard. Not want because want to be at least slightly distracted from how horrible I feel.