So I just figured I'd go to the E.R. I mean they always have cautions for people with heart issues and such. I decided to go to the one 50 some odd miles away. I felt comfortable there.
Went dressed far to warmly. The chills were now full body. Shivered as the heater from my car pumped in tons of hot air. Finally got there. Had to park on the lowest level of the garage. It was however just opposite the elevator so I was pleased. To the E.R.
Long story shortened I had a temp of about 102. So they took me in. I was bundled down in blankets like a freaking mummy. Still the chills came and went. Had an elderly lady next to me. No never saw her. Did hear her and her family though. Apparently she'd tripped on the pavement and slammed her head. They feared a concussion.
No idea about the person next to me. They came and drew blood, even gave me some kind of flu detection test. Time passed and I passed in and out. Hit about 103. Awoke.
I was no longer flanked by the 2 people opposite me. Someone came and asked if I'd been told I had the flu. They then put a mask on me. I'm guessing because I was coughing. Shipped off to a private room in the E.R. Hell it even had a private bathroom.
There I languished and cancelled plans for dinner. Called relations. Informed work I would not be in Friday. Was given food and med called Tamiflu. Which I did hear about. Oh and this room had a T.V.
Basically when the Temp stabilized at about 100 they decided I didn't need to be admitted. I was released some time Friday night. Near rush hour. Just felt damned stupid that I'd caught the flu and had to go to the hospital. Made my way home.
Got meds from pharmacy and a brand new digital thermometer for me. Whoopee. Sister told me she didn't expect to see me that weekend. Gee thanks.
t.b.c.
Monday, May 5, 2014
Sunday, May 4, 2014
WTF!!!
Woke up. I remember being almost preternaturally cold. Nice word there. The sick part is was from the waist down.
It was like when you enter a pool, walking into it. It is very cold. It's a nice warm day but the water is like 65 degrees. Enough to give you the chills. That's how I felt.
Did all my usual morning stuff. The chill came and went. I finally decided I'd call out. I just figured that I'd been so stressed the last couple of weeks. My body just wanted to relax. Called work and got into bed.
Sheets, blanket, half down blanket, full down blanket. These are important. Enough to be a sauna. My lower half would warm after awhile. I knew something was up though. Even whilst I was bearing all that water weight before my heart surgery. It never took that long to warm up. Slept a lot. Ate. Went through moments where I was better. Then the chills would return.
I also took the day, just in case, so I could make the dinner plans for Thursday. I was really looking forward to that.
Fielded a few calls from my sister who was panicked that I took a day off. Putz.
I cannot remember if I cooked that not or not. But I went to bed feeling off that night. By 2 in the morning I had full body chills. Something was wrong with me. Take my temperature? Ha.
My sister has always co-opted things in this house. I had 2 thermometers at one point. Then she used hers for the dog. Yes I said the dog. And mine became hers. So no I couldn't take a temp.
Shivering my mind raced. I'd decided that I had a fast moving strain of tuberculosis. Simply because they'd given my sister a shot for it 2 days previous. Of course that was ludicrous. What to do.
We recently lost our G.P. Quick tale. She was in practice with a Dr. who owned the practice. He was in the hospital at the same time as my sister. He died shortly after she went into rehab. His family is fighting over the business and the building. So our G.P. doesn't exist right now.
I knew her though. She'd probably tell me to go the the E.R. I even considered calling my cardiologist office. But thought twice.
t.b.c.
It was like when you enter a pool, walking into it. It is very cold. It's a nice warm day but the water is like 65 degrees. Enough to give you the chills. That's how I felt.
Did all my usual morning stuff. The chill came and went. I finally decided I'd call out. I just figured that I'd been so stressed the last couple of weeks. My body just wanted to relax. Called work and got into bed.
Sheets, blanket, half down blanket, full down blanket. These are important. Enough to be a sauna. My lower half would warm after awhile. I knew something was up though. Even whilst I was bearing all that water weight before my heart surgery. It never took that long to warm up. Slept a lot. Ate. Went through moments where I was better. Then the chills would return.
I also took the day, just in case, so I could make the dinner plans for Thursday. I was really looking forward to that.
Fielded a few calls from my sister who was panicked that I took a day off. Putz.
I cannot remember if I cooked that not or not. But I went to bed feeling off that night. By 2 in the morning I had full body chills. Something was wrong with me. Take my temperature? Ha.
My sister has always co-opted things in this house. I had 2 thermometers at one point. Then she used hers for the dog. Yes I said the dog. And mine became hers. So no I couldn't take a temp.
Shivering my mind raced. I'd decided that I had a fast moving strain of tuberculosis. Simply because they'd given my sister a shot for it 2 days previous. Of course that was ludicrous. What to do.
We recently lost our G.P. Quick tale. She was in practice with a Dr. who owned the practice. He was in the hospital at the same time as my sister. He died shortly after she went into rehab. His family is fighting over the business and the building. So our G.P. doesn't exist right now.
I knew her though. She'd probably tell me to go the the E.R. I even considered calling my cardiologist office. But thought twice.
t.b.c.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Keep moving right along
Weekend passed without incident. Sister was doing good and actually enjoying the rehab center. They finally got her started on Monday. Brother in law and I took turns going up.
Came to find out there were about 70+ cats on the property. No rhyme nor reason. And supposedly all spayed. Many of the patients fed them. So that's why they stayed apparently.
The place never lost that slightly off feeling for me. Each time I went up, I'd see the same people wandering the hallway. Some of the rooms had whole families which blew my mind. Lot's of pictures on the door. Stuff like that.
Tuesday night I'd gone up. Found out that they had given her a tuberculosis shot. I asked why. She didn't know. But she was really enjoying herself. Walking again slightly. It was having a very positive effect on her. I was glad for it.
I'd made plans to get together with 2 old friends Thursday night. I was so looking forward to that. Never came to pass.
Went to bed a little uneasy. Just wasn't quite myself. But thought nothing more of it.
Came to find out there were about 70+ cats on the property. No rhyme nor reason. And supposedly all spayed. Many of the patients fed them. So that's why they stayed apparently.
The place never lost that slightly off feeling for me. Each time I went up, I'd see the same people wandering the hallway. Some of the rooms had whole families which blew my mind. Lot's of pictures on the door. Stuff like that.
Tuesday night I'd gone up. Found out that they had given her a tuberculosis shot. I asked why. She didn't know. But she was really enjoying herself. Walking again slightly. It was having a very positive effect on her. I was glad for it.
I'd made plans to get together with 2 old friends Thursday night. I was so looking forward to that. Never came to pass.
Went to bed a little uneasy. Just wasn't quite myself. But thought nothing more of it.
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Saturday at the rehab
Saturday arrived and there I was again. I'd stopped counting cats. My sisters mood was slightly improved. I dropped off supplies and went to find the rehab center.
The thing that really struck me about this place was how understaffed it was. That and how people just literally wandered the halls. Throughout my visits I'd see many of the same people wheeling themselves around doing laps. Exercise at least.
The gym there was open. I waited a little for the people to be free. There were 2 of them. They were having someone walk for exercise. Which was a good sign. One person walking on the side and the other just behind with the wheel chair.
After that was over I spoke to the woman there. Sister was not on the schedule. And I was informed that they were the weekend crew. She gave me a number to call the person who was in charge during the week. No rehab on Sundays.
I did call the individual and asked to be called back. Still haven't heard anything.
I went back and reported to my sister. My brother in law was there again. We did a little room rearranging. And that was that.
The thing that really struck me about this place was how understaffed it was. That and how people just literally wandered the halls. Throughout my visits I'd see many of the same people wheeling themselves around doing laps. Exercise at least.
The gym there was open. I waited a little for the people to be free. There were 2 of them. They were having someone walk for exercise. Which was a good sign. One person walking on the side and the other just behind with the wheel chair.
After that was over I spoke to the woman there. Sister was not on the schedule. And I was informed that they were the weekend crew. She gave me a number to call the person who was in charge during the week. No rehab on Sundays.
I did call the individual and asked to be called back. Still haven't heard anything.
I went back and reported to my sister. My brother in law was there again. We did a little room rearranging. And that was that.
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