I haven’t blogged in eight days. Although I wanted to blog, physically I just couldn’t. I have been sick & bed ridden since Sunday night. I ended up in the ER as I started to have trouble breathing. It scared me. All kinds of negative thoughts went through my mind on what could be causing my illness & my labored breathing. Again, I was scared. So I went to the ER.
When I got to the ER, the person who received me (at the front test) took my vitals. My blood pressure was a tad high & since my breathing was labored, he did an EKG right away. After he performed the EKG, I asked him how was it and he said that it was ok. I was a tad relieved then. After that I was asked to have a seat in the waiting room & that I would be called shortly, however that didn’t happen. I saw folks leaving where they were discharged, however I never was called. I was becoming uncomfortable so I went and informed the gentleman that I felt like my breathing was getting worse. About ten minutes after that, I was called. I thought to myself, finally.
After being called, I thought I would be taken to a room where a doctor would check me out. Nope! I was called to have X-rays done on my chest as the doctor wanted to rule out pneumonia. I then went back to the waiting room where I waited another twenty minutes. I was then called again, this time I was taken to a room. Once in the ER room the doctor came in and informed me that he was a little concerned about my EKG results because he saw some patterns that he didn’t like. I got scared although I held it together. He then said that because of that, he wanted to have six blood test performed to check for a blood clot, a pulmonary issue or a heart issue. No one knew this, but my heart started beating fast. At that moment I was saying to myself that I hoped all the years of being over weight didn’t catch up to me and now I would be faced with a health issue. But I told the doctor it was ok to proceed with the blood tests. He listened to my lungs & said “while I see your breathing is labored, your lungs are quiet so I wouldn’t think you have pneumonia, but let’s wait on the blood work.” I felt better after that statement but I was still concerned. The nurse came in and took the blood & went over my charts. He then told me that my X-rays looked good as far as he could see. I felt some more relief. The reason why I was at the ER was because my cough had become so unbearable, my breathing was out of control & I had been vomitting. I also had really bad head congestion too, I had no idea my EKG was showing signs of trouble. I was started to get sad 🙁
About an hour passed and the doctor came back in the room & said all blood tests came back fine. All was well there. He then said “you have bronchitis & a severe upper respiratory infection.” Whew! What a huge relief I felt. I made a promise to myself from the moment I started to feel better, I would give everything I have to my health & to get this weigh off of me. I made this promise right there in the ER bed, right when the doctor gave me the all clear sign. I asked the doctor why the abnormal EKG & he said sometimes when someone’s breathing is labored or they cough a lot, it could happen, but he wanted to check to be sure. He didn’t say that because of my weight, this is why he wanted to check, but I knew that was definitely one of his reasons.
I left the ER with four prescriptions & headed home around 6am Monday morning. I got the prescriptions filled at the local CVS, came home and showered, took the meds and slept right away. I have been in bed since. It is now Wednesday at 7pm & while I’m not 100% better, tomorrow I will push out to give work a try. I feel weak from the meds, not eating much and from being in the bed constantly, but I feel better. I can’t wait until I’m 100% again so that I can resume being who I am and getting back to working out. I’m so ready!
Until I blog again,