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Jun. 16th, 2005 08:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckThe head cold that started a couple of weeks ago has turned into a monster. I actually had to go to the ER yesterday for asthma, and I'm still pretty miserable. I'm just hoping desperately that the prednisone will really make a difference and let me recover. I'm not all that optimistic, though. I was doing really well after I came home from the hospital and have gotten steadily worse since. Right now, I've got a cough that just won't stop.
Well, I can suppress it by sucking on hard candy and not moving much at all. My inhaler's getting a heavy workout and simply not doing much of anything. The doctors at the hospital told me to avoid exertion, but they had no more idea than I do of how to do that while caring for my daughter. Last night, I ended up setting off an attack by folding half a dozen shirts. Such a small thing... And it doesn't really compare with things like changing a diaper or taking a walk.
Poor Delia. This bewilders her. She really doesn't know what to make of it. I keep having to say no to her for things that are normal activities when I'm well. She got sick very briefly, probably with the same virus. Because that happened on a Sunday morning, it occasioned an ER trip of its own. (Basically, it was first thing in the morning. We started nursing. Then she kind of convulsed, pulled away and started trying to throw up. When I described it to the nurse at our pediatrician's office, she felt we needed to get her seen to be sure it hadn't been a seizure.) Delia had one, maybe two, mildly miserable days, and then she was fine. I wish I could recover as fast.
To make everything more stressful, my mother and stepfather arrived for a visit on the 8th and stayed till the morning of the 14th. This was good in some ways and bad in others. We now have a fully functional dishwasher (though we have to plug it into an extension cord to use it) and a wire fence with a gate along the previously open bit of the back yard. Mom also was able to drive me to UHS when I had an allergic reaction to the first antibiotic the doctors there put me on (for a sinus infection and double ear infection). It seems I'm allergic to Augmentin as well as to Zithromax. That means two families of antibiotics I can't touch.
My great fear at the moment is that my ongoing asthma is due in part to an allergy to the new antibiotic I'm on. I don't have any rash, though, and with both of the other antibiotics, that was the primary reaction. I've got four days to go.
Actually, my real great fear right now is that I'm not going to get through the next three days. Today, Scott works twelve hours, 7 am to 7 pm. Tomorrow, he works his usual shift, 7 am to 3 pm (or whenever they let him leave). Saturday, he works 3 am to 3 pm. All of that means that I'm alone with Delia all day today and all day tomorrow (since Scott will need to go to bed as early as he can). I'm probably going to end up calling my mother-in-law and begging for help. Maybe I'll be lucky and she'll be able to fit it into her schedule...
Well, I can suppress it by sucking on hard candy and not moving much at all. My inhaler's getting a heavy workout and simply not doing much of anything. The doctors at the hospital told me to avoid exertion, but they had no more idea than I do of how to do that while caring for my daughter. Last night, I ended up setting off an attack by folding half a dozen shirts. Such a small thing... And it doesn't really compare with things like changing a diaper or taking a walk.
Poor Delia. This bewilders her. She really doesn't know what to make of it. I keep having to say no to her for things that are normal activities when I'm well. She got sick very briefly, probably with the same virus. Because that happened on a Sunday morning, it occasioned an ER trip of its own. (Basically, it was first thing in the morning. We started nursing. Then she kind of convulsed, pulled away and started trying to throw up. When I described it to the nurse at our pediatrician's office, she felt we needed to get her seen to be sure it hadn't been a seizure.) Delia had one, maybe two, mildly miserable days, and then she was fine. I wish I could recover as fast.
To make everything more stressful, my mother and stepfather arrived for a visit on the 8th and stayed till the morning of the 14th. This was good in some ways and bad in others. We now have a fully functional dishwasher (though we have to plug it into an extension cord to use it) and a wire fence with a gate along the previously open bit of the back yard. Mom also was able to drive me to UHS when I had an allergic reaction to the first antibiotic the doctors there put me on (for a sinus infection and double ear infection). It seems I'm allergic to Augmentin as well as to Zithromax. That means two families of antibiotics I can't touch.
My great fear at the moment is that my ongoing asthma is due in part to an allergy to the new antibiotic I'm on. I don't have any rash, though, and with both of the other antibiotics, that was the primary reaction. I've got four days to go.
Actually, my real great fear right now is that I'm not going to get through the next three days. Today, Scott works twelve hours, 7 am to 7 pm. Tomorrow, he works his usual shift, 7 am to 3 pm (or whenever they let him leave). Saturday, he works 3 am to 3 pm. All of that means that I'm alone with Delia all day today and all day tomorrow (since Scott will need to go to bed as early as he can). I'm probably going to end up calling my mother-in-law and begging for help. Maybe I'll be lucky and she'll be able to fit it into her schedule...
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Date: 2005-06-16 12:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-16 01:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-16 02:11 pm (UTC)Rest and motherhood don't go hand in hand unless you've got family and close friends who are able to take over most of the childcare living nearby.
This illness sounds like a real miserable nightmare for you and I really hope you get better soon. I wish I had some advice or help I could offer you, but I'm afraid all I can do is hope that you don't turn out to be allergic to this antibiotic as well and that it starts to help things.
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Date: 2005-06-16 05:52 pm (UTC)I've also talked to my doctor. We're increasing the dose of the steriods in hopes of beating down the asthma. She says that's really all we can do and that there's no point in my coming in to see her at this point. Fortunately, she's part of the same system as the hospital I went to yesterday, so she can see the ER records without a lot of messing around with paperwork.
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Date: 2005-06-17 07:54 am (UTC)Has your mother in law been able to help out with looking after Delia?
Anyway, more *hugs* and good wishes for a speedy recovery.
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Date: 2005-06-17 04:48 pm (UTC)I don't know if she'll be able to help tomorrow or not, but Sunday should be okay. It'll be a family gathering, but there'll be enough adults around to look after all the kids without my having to do much of anything. I hope.
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Date: 2005-06-16 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-16 03:36 pm (UTC)Please accept all the help you can get from your (local) friends, and best wishes from the rest of us.
*sends warm Reiki and chicken-soup thoughts*
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Date: 2005-06-16 05:47 pm (UTC)I'm really hoping that this will clear up soon.
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Date: 2005-06-16 06:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-17 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-17 02:53 am (UTC)At my house we are juggling both germiness and being busy, but I'd like to help if I can. I can bring over dinner (I have a soup recipe that helps everybody feel better), or I could help with Delia. Let me know if I can help?
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Date: 2005-06-17 04:50 pm (UTC)no subject
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