Sunday, March 27, 2011

First Two Days Home

It's Sunday night, Aaron and I are watching the Roast of Donald Trump. Funnier than I thought it would be.

The boys have been completely jacked up crazy wild since we got home Friday night. Part of the problem I think is that we haven't been home as a family all at once for 3 weeks. Then add in that we've been kind of cooped up due to rain all weekend. Yesterday, Aaron and my brother in law Seth spent much of the day/night at a UFC event in Seattle... My best friend Holly and her boyfriend Wili (also Aaron's best friend) came over and spent a lot of that time hanging out. It was my first day home alone with the boys, and I wanted help in case I needed it. It was nice to chill out together, the boys loved playing with Uncle Wili.

But I have to say, I spent way too much time yelling at the boys. Man, I don't know if it's the fact that I'm cranky because I'm still not functioning at 100%, and I get out of breath easy or if it's that I haven't been in mom status for about 3 weeks... but the constant bickering, giggling, shrieking, tattling, running etc. Has DRIVEN ME BATSHIT FUCKING CRAZY all weekend. Today was better, but I am hoping that the next week helps me find my groove again. I hate being a yeller.

I am off for one more week before I go back to work, tommorrow I am planning on keeping Sethy home. He has been super weepy all weekend, and I know he's got a touch of a cold (Nolan has the real deal, as does Aaron) I think he just needs some mama time. So after we take Nolan to school, we'll hang out together and have some one on one time.

Not sure if I mentioned it before, but my task for the week is improving my stamina when walking and moving about, as well as resting in between. The doc had a point when he said that the battle for me would not be sitting at my desk doing my job, but it would be the trek from home to the train station to the bus to work and back. I think for the first week that I'm back I'll just drive in and pay the $15 a day to park in my building.

I'm really looking forward to going back to work and seeing all of my peeps, and getting back into the swing of things. I'll have been out a month when I go back... that to me is just CRAZY.

This entry is just a bunch of rambling isn't it?

Anyway, I should also mention that a neighbor brought dinner over for us on Friday, a home made stroganoff, green beans and chocolate cake. Then tonight, another neighbor brought us kfc, and a big thing of cookies. So thoughtful!

Alright, that's all I've got for today.

Friday, March 25, 2011

My Life List

Following are things I would like to do in my life.

In no particular order:

*be a foster home for cats/kittens.

*take my boys to disneyland.

*go to vegas with my husband.

*take a family trip to the east coast and visit historical sites.

*go back to NY.

*see a broadway show.

*run a mile under 10 minutes.

*wear a size 12 or smaller.

*own a house with a yard.

*write a book.

*learn the finer points of football.

*become a member of a church.

*own a new car.

*complete a half marathon.

*learn to quilt.

*take a trip to the oregon coast.

*take a trip to Stehekin.

*learn to edit video well.

*see the following artists in concert: Dixie Chicks, Bon Jovi, Eminem (again), and Dr. Dre.

*visit Mt. Rushmore

*visit the Grand Canyon

*see the Yankees play at Yankee Stadium.

*see the Red Sox play at Fenway.

*go to Paris.

*Tour the White House.

*visit Scotland.

*Adopt a child.

*See Buckingham Palace.

*Take a family trip to Mexico.

*take up canning, make jams.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Atypical Acute Interstitial Pneumonia

So on March 9, after weeks of feeling like crap, a few months of not feeling completely well, I was diagnosed with Bilateral Pneumonia/Double Pneumonia. I was admitted to the hospital and a few days later after many bags of IV antibiotics, when my chest x-rays actually looked WORSE and my doctor flipped out a little bit and ordered many, many more tests and a ct scan ... they diagnosed me with Atypical Acute Interstitial Pneumonia.

Not your every day, typical case of pneumonia. Mine didn't responde well to antibiotics. My chest x-rays not only didn't improve, but got worse before they got better. They looked for masses in my lungs, made me spit into a cup so they could test it, took about 7 gallons of blood, took urine samples, gave me enough breathing treatments to kill a horse... and finally I got a bit better.

Then they sent in the Pulmonary Specialist to consult with me, as well as an Infectious Diseases Specialist. (Boy wasn't I feeling special at that point.) The Pulmonary Specialist told me that I had some of the most impressive chest x-rays that he'd ever seen. But not in a good way. Awesome!

To make a long story short, I was hospitalized for 9 days, on oxygen the entire time, fighting a nasty fever for about the first half and completely and utterly unable to breathe normally for the first 6 days or so. I learned after the fact that I was in fact considered critical, and a step away from being put in the ICU and on life support. Double awesome. I had no idea I was that sick.

I had been sick in January. Nolan had brought home a nasty flu bug from school, and I caught it from him. It turned into pneumonia, and I missed a week of work... hadn't been that sick in YEARS. From then until March 3rd or so, I just never felt completely well. I still felt run down and sick and just not close to 100%. Around March 3rd I started feeling sick again, stayed home all weekend including Friday and Monday from work. I made it into work on Tuesday the 8th... though I am kind of amazed that I did. I remember it taking everything I had to just walk from my desk to the bathroom. I took an hour long nap on my lunch break and when I had to go downstairs to talk to someone from HR about applying for shared leave (as I had maxed out my leave at that point), I thought I was going to pass out. I felt like I wasn't getting any oxygen to my muscles. (I wasn't.)

My coworker gave me a ride home, which is damn lucky... I usually walk the 1/2 mile to the train station, but I kept thinking "how the hell am I going to make it?" I truly didn't know, so when she offered, I jumped at the opportunity.

The next day I stayed home and agreed to let my mom take me to the doctor. I was running a 103+ fever, and come to find out my oxygen was at only 82%. We went to the doctor and he immediately sent me to the hospital.

It was really really hard to be there for 9 days... and there were a few days where I just sat and cried after Aaron and the boys would leave. Aaron was a rock star, he came every single day with the boys so I could see them. But at the same time, it was heartbreaking... Sethy would tell me "you come home mom, I take care of you." and Nolan would melt down everytime they would leave ... he took my being in the hosptial the hardest. He also had the most changed in his schedule. He stayed with my parents while I was in the hospital so he could be taken to school in the morning as usual by Sethy's godmother, and our family friend Karen. He would cry and tell me he just wanted me to come home. That was really, really, REALLY hard.

Towards the end of the stay, it was kind of strange... I felt so much better, but my vitals still showed my oxygen too low... moving around much really exhausted me and made it hard to breathe, but other than that I felt normal. It was so strange to have the nurses and staff come in periodically and see if I needed anything... after about 10am my courses of antibiotics would be finished and I would just be hanging out. Watching horrible tv and playing zuma blitz on facebook.

So strange.

I was released on St. Patricks Day and went to stay at my mom and dad's. I ended up staying there for a week, and let me tell you, if you are sick and need a place to stay, I recommend it. My mom took the week off, and wouldn't let me do anything. It was great. I was able to sleep and recuperate at a nice slow pace.

So that brings me up to today, and tommorrow I am going home! As much as I've enjoyed being at my mom's, I am so excited to get back to my place, my cats, and my life. I am still out of work for another week, but I'm going home and I can't wait!