Gotten over a pneumonia.
3 years ago
Yes, I can't get a break, can I? What I originally thought was upper back pain that came out of freaking nowhere actually turned out to be freaking pneumonia! Sepsis of the lungs, the docs said. It came as a complete surprise to me when they said it. I have NO idea what I even did to cause that to happen, and the docs have no answer for me either. So... yeah that sucks.
This one malady completely dominated the month of November for me. I originally felt the pain on the 11th but since it didn't even occur to me that what felt like back pain was actually an infection in my lungs, I didn't even think to seek any medical attention. And on the 16th the pain got so bad that I ended up in the emergency. My insurance sent me to another hospital that night where I spent the next two days. Then I got to spend a week at my sister's house where I had to try sleeping sitting up until I could breathe more properly again.
I wasn't able to properly relax until I was back in my own bedroom though. Only then did I really start to recover. And now here I am going back into work physically the week after that. So, yay!
Looking at my journals here right now it seems like I'm only ever driven to say something when there's some kind of calamity going on in my life. Which in the last three years especially has been quite a lot. It's very depressing and frustrating. But I guess I got a vivid fantasy life I'm still able to escape into. It's only too bad I can't actually do so, lol.
This one malady completely dominated the month of November for me. I originally felt the pain on the 11th but since it didn't even occur to me that what felt like back pain was actually an infection in my lungs, I didn't even think to seek any medical attention. And on the 16th the pain got so bad that I ended up in the emergency. My insurance sent me to another hospital that night where I spent the next two days. Then I got to spend a week at my sister's house where I had to try sleeping sitting up until I could breathe more properly again.
I wasn't able to properly relax until I was back in my own bedroom though. Only then did I really start to recover. And now here I am going back into work physically the week after that. So, yay!
Looking at my journals here right now it seems like I'm only ever driven to say something when there's some kind of calamity going on in my life. Which in the last three years especially has been quite a lot. It's very depressing and frustrating. But I guess I got a vivid fantasy life I'm still able to escape into. It's only too bad I can't actually do so, lol.
:B