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Hello again from the hospital! I've been here since Monday this time. With only 2 days at home in between my two stays, I've been in the hospital for nearly 3 weeks now. Longest stint for me, and kinda weird since there isn't a whole lot wrong.
I was admitted on Monday because I had a fever in the afternoon, which has been on and off since. I have an infection, a common thing to happen when immunity levels are at their lowest from chemotherapy. Mine is manifesting itself as fevers and a vicious sore throat. So vicious that I can't eat, I can barely swallow. I have been living off of Ensure-like milkshakes this week. I have lost 5 kilos. And I am on a self regulated morphine drip 24/7 just to cope with the pain of swallowing liquid. Owies! If you know me at all, you know I love to eat, and so I have literally been dreaming of food! I woke up the other night covered in drool, which was hot melted cheese pizza in my dream ;)
Besides the PCA (morphine drip thing) I have had a few other new "experiences" if you want to call them that. I had a doctor send an electronically controlled camera down my nose and throat the other day. That was probably the most uncomfortable and nasty thing I have ever been awake for. There also really seemed no point, as he just confirmed that yes, indeed, my throat was very inflamed.
I've also had a few X-rays and procedures to check out my Hickman Line, which I believe was installed incorrectly. It's been giving me a lot of pain since it was put in, and feels like it is snagged on something inside my body making it impossible for me to stand up straight, lay down flat or put myself in other normal positions. This has been making for some sleepless nights and a very sore back.
But while I've been in here taking up nurses time, Brian and a bunch of awesome people I owe gratitudes to were moving us into our new place! It's been months since I've been there, but now when I get out of the hospital I will be going to a new home. I am very excited to finally be in our own place again. One that's clean, quiet, more space and just suits us much better. Pictures to come!
I was admitted on Monday because I had a fever in the afternoon, which has been on and off since. I have an infection, a common thing to happen when immunity levels are at their lowest from chemotherapy. Mine is manifesting itself as fevers and a vicious sore throat. So vicious that I can't eat, I can barely swallow. I have been living off of Ensure-like milkshakes this week. I have lost 5 kilos. And I am on a self regulated morphine drip 24/7 just to cope with the pain of swallowing liquid. Owies! If you know me at all, you know I love to eat, and so I have literally been dreaming of food! I woke up the other night covered in drool, which was hot melted cheese pizza in my dream ;)
Besides the PCA (morphine drip thing) I have had a few other new "experiences" if you want to call them that. I had a doctor send an electronically controlled camera down my nose and throat the other day. That was probably the most uncomfortable and nasty thing I have ever been awake for. There also really seemed no point, as he just confirmed that yes, indeed, my throat was very inflamed.
I've also had a few X-rays and procedures to check out my Hickman Line, which I believe was installed incorrectly. It's been giving me a lot of pain since it was put in, and feels like it is snagged on something inside my body making it impossible for me to stand up straight, lay down flat or put myself in other normal positions. This has been making for some sleepless nights and a very sore back.
But while I've been in here taking up nurses time, Brian and a bunch of awesome people I owe gratitudes to were moving us into our new place! It's been months since I've been there, but now when I get out of the hospital I will be going to a new home. I am very excited to finally be in our own place again. One that's clean, quiet, more space and just suits us much better. Pictures to come!