For those outside of the inner circle
For most people there have been 24 days in April, for me there have been 4. On March 29th I woke up and felt cold and ill so I went back to bed. By maybe 3pm I was still feeling bad and knew something else was up so I had Skylie take me to the emergency room. Which turned into an interest drive because by the time we got there (maybe a 10 minute drive) I could no longer see.
From here on I can’t tell you what happened, I have a lot of memories which I can’t place in any chronological order or tell which are real and which are not. Well auditioning to be the 13th Doctor Who probably wasn’t real.
I woke up around 7am and my Dad was with me. My Dad asks me what day I think it is. I know sometime has passed so I say Tuesday. My Dad tells me its Wednesday of the next week; I have been unconscious in the ICU for 10 days. Turns out I had pneumonia, but the kicker was I also had Streptococcus pneumococcus an inflection in my blood which was terrible for me because I have no spleen. I spent the next 3 days in the ICU slowly recovering. By Saturday they moved me into a normal hospital room and by Sunday I get released by 4 pm. Spending just over two weeks in the hospital, my longest stay ever.
I spent the next week between my parent’s home and my apartment resting, and recovering. I went into the hospital weighing about 190 lbs with all the fluids they were giving me I got up to 220 and I now weigh 175. At some point in the ICU I even had some bleeding in my eyes, while my left is fine, I can’t see out of the center of my right eye. Which makes reading and working on a monitor difficult, I have to where an eye patch to bring things into focus : \
I went back to work this week, putting in 5-6 hours a day, but even that is difficult. My house hunt, which was going at a great pace, has come to a stop for a bit. And with the changes in seasons and Skylie’s work schedule my drive to play WoW was dropped to about nil.
While physically I am getting better I feel like the world is moving at 55 Mph and I am moving at 30 Mph. I am hoping this feeling will pass and maybe by next week I will feel more like myself but for now I just feel sooo drained.
From here on I can’t tell you what happened, I have a lot of memories which I can’t place in any chronological order or tell which are real and which are not. Well auditioning to be the 13th Doctor Who probably wasn’t real.
I woke up around 7am and my Dad was with me. My Dad asks me what day I think it is. I know sometime has passed so I say Tuesday. My Dad tells me its Wednesday of the next week; I have been unconscious in the ICU for 10 days. Turns out I had pneumonia, but the kicker was I also had Streptococcus pneumococcus an inflection in my blood which was terrible for me because I have no spleen. I spent the next 3 days in the ICU slowly recovering. By Saturday they moved me into a normal hospital room and by Sunday I get released by 4 pm. Spending just over two weeks in the hospital, my longest stay ever.
I spent the next week between my parent’s home and my apartment resting, and recovering. I went into the hospital weighing about 190 lbs with all the fluids they were giving me I got up to 220 and I now weigh 175. At some point in the ICU I even had some bleeding in my eyes, while my left is fine, I can’t see out of the center of my right eye. Which makes reading and working on a monitor difficult, I have to where an eye patch to bring things into focus : \
I went back to work this week, putting in 5-6 hours a day, but even that is difficult. My house hunt, which was going at a great pace, has come to a stop for a bit. And with the changes in seasons and Skylie’s work schedule my drive to play WoW was dropped to about nil.
While physically I am getting better I feel like the world is moving at 55 Mph and I am moving at 30 Mph. I am hoping this feeling will pass and maybe by next week I will feel more like myself but for now I just feel sooo drained.