I think I might have neglected my blog a bit.. Or actually quite a lot.
I guess this blog is more a diary than a famous blog, where everyone comments or likes what I write, or buy what I blog about, in the end, I don’t blog for followers, likes or comments – I blog for myself, so I can look back on all the written pages one day and say I might have grown, evolved or learned something in life, that’s worth being proud of. Us humans, we love evolving, acquiring new skill sets and setting new goals, and I guess this is what I use my blog for mostly, keeping track of my goals and how I have evolved, that’s what I love about blogging, I can always go back, and find fond memories, or lessons I learned, I love that.
Alas, I have been neglecting my blog, but it’s due to life and studies – so I guess in some way I’m excused?
The other evening, (Late Sunday evening the 5th of Nov), I got spooked, reminded of my own mortality in a way, that I guess most people would very much hate. I treat citizens every day, with severe illnesses, but to all of a sudden be in need of treatment and care myself, that was truly nerve wrecking beyond belief.
It started with my better half, wanting to get our home in tip top shape, so we decided to throw old stuff away, and I guess I should have been more careful, since I’ve now been tested and I know I’m allergic to dust and dust mites, but I wasn’t. How young and naive, but very true, I’m 29, not 89 for gods sakes, I’m invincible – untouchable, or so I thought.. After several days of throwing old dusty stuff away, I fell ill with a throat infection, that I then got antibiotics for, but I kept on going – typical me really.
I loved the whole idea of throwing things out we didn’t need and sorting things out and finding new ways to place furniture, but then my nose started acting up, it was itching, I was sneezing all the time and it would run constantly, it was living hell! Everyone with allergies, that sneeze when allergic, they know what I say by “it tires you out”, cause sneezing every five to ten minutes, believe it or not, it makes you worn.. But again, I thought I was just fine, that it was a side effect to my throat infection – which I was on antibiotics for.
As the Sunday passed, my better half had dusted and cleaned out the entire bedroom, how great is he?! I had retired and found myself a bit poorly, more than I should have been when I was a few days in to my antibiotics treatment.
We decided at about 23:30 to go to bed, when I went to lie down, my breathing became very troubled, at first I just shrugged it off, until my better half told me to ring a doctor (the simple number 1813 in Denmark), it’s basically lifesavers in scrubs! Awake at all times and there to take your call, no matter how dumb your question about your health is. Thank god for them!
I waited about 5 min, then talked to a nurse, who decided that I needed to be patched through to a doctor, and he found that it would be worth a trip to the emergency room – so I went, but not totally convinced that I had to.. I still thought it might just be nothing! But my fiancé – bless him, kept saying I should go, so I went, and told them the entire thing.
I got seen to quite fast, which is rare, cause an emergency room is always busy, always someone who has it worse than you, but I guess not this time..
They took my peak flow (my exhaling breath capacity basically), it was 150 at tops, its normally 300 – 400 ish – still I thought it was nothing. My breathing (kinda since I had tried to lie down and sleep) was so bad and I sounded like an old kettle trying to boil, they took my blood pressure, and they saw i was clearly hyperventilating to catch my breath.
In the end they decided to commit me to the emergency room – and I just kept saying I was fine, I think more to myself than to them, cause I couldn’t be ill, it just won’t do!
It finally dawned on me, how bad it was, when I was lying in a hospital bed, getting treatment through an IV. Antihistamine straight into my bloodstream. And to make matters worse, I got a mask to help me breathe, with a drug to dilate my lungs and make room for the air, and make the kettle sounds stop.
Everything went so fast, I remember telling the nurse – like a numpty – that I didn’t need anything IV, I was fine, but she didn’t listen, bless her! I could have gone home from there, still feeling horrible, not having had the treatment my body needed.
I got the IV done, that was scary thing in itself, cause I’m always the one holding the needle, not the one getting the pointy end of it… I must say, she did an awesome job, no bruises, swelling or blood, and in no time, she was back with vials of antihistamine and adrenal cortex hormone, (I had to look that up, hope it’s spelled right? It’s the word in Danish for “binyrebarkhormon”) I don’t know what would have happened if I hadn’t listened to my fiancé or stayed at the hospital that night, but they said that they wanted to keep me for minimum 6 hours for observation, which I decided was necessary, since I obviously didn’t know my allergies that well to evaluate on them myself. I stayed that night, on my own, in a hospital room with two other patients (We did have privacy though!)
The side effects of the mask, the adrenal cortex hormone and the antihistamines made me feel loopy, in a constant haze and I had quite a bit of heart throbbing, so due to that, I got almost no sleep, and the sleep I got, was with me waking up, not knowing where I was, due to drugs and just me being tired.
When I got released from the hospital, I was so worn and still very loopy, like I’d been out drinking all night. I decided that morning to pay my doctor a visit, so I got an hour of sleep, which was constantly interrupted by me waking up, not knowing where I was – awesome..
My doctor decided that I needed to rule out asthma, as my sister has asthma, and it could very well be that I had that too, which would make my allergies more severe and hard to get through. Wednesday I will go through an asthma test, and I need to make an appointment with a specialist in lungs, allergies and asthma, my doctor said that he was the best of the best, so I’m expecting good results. He also took a look at my current antihistamines, and said to throw them out, they wouldn’t work what so ever, and then he prescribed me 180 mg ones instead, it sounds like an awful lot.. But if it works, then I’m happy!
All in all, my health has been dropping severely this past week(s), and I have learned to listen more to my body and what it’s trying to tell me. Being young(ish) doesn’t mean that your immortal. I just need rest now, cause on day three (Tuesday), I just feel worn out, a feeling I never had before.
Thanks for reading along, those of you who got through this wall of text.
Now it’s just a waiting game, a game I’m quite bad at to be honest!
One single advice from me, that I’ve learned the hard way, would be, if you feel off, it’s probably because something’s wrong! Listen to your body for gods sakes! Don’t listen to people who says it’s probably nothing, they aren’t you, they can’t feel what you feel. Be persistent, in the end that gets results.
See you online x
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