I have been seriously MIA lately, but there are some fairly good reasons for it. I have so much to update you guys on… so lets get started.
**I know I posted about going to the Indian Hospital up in Okla so that I can get prescriptions and dr visits and all that good stuff for free… GOSH that saves me so much. Diabetic supplies when your on 2 insulin is a major Biatch !! Well my first appt there was Jan 12th and they did blood work and all that jazz. I also had an appt at my regular physician here where I live to do my 3 mo lab work to test my A1C and such on Jan 30th. Then my 2nd appt at the Indian Hospital was Feb 8th. On the 8th I got my results from the appt on Jan 12 which had my A1C at 10.3 (which is horrible). The dr there filled my prescriptions, changed a few up and I got them all at no charge. When I was leaving the dr I got a call from my regular doctor that I saw on Jan 30 to give me my results from the blood work then and my A1C was 9.3 (which is still awful) SOOOOO what I am getting at is that between Jan 12th and Jan 30th my A1C dropped a full point. THAT IS AMAZING !!! I am so happy to see that some of the little changes I have been making with my diet, taking my meds on time and when I’m suppose to and it’s showing results ALREADY !!!! I could have screamed !!! This gives me hope that I can get it down to a normal, healthy range in a shorter amount of time as long as I stay on the track I have been on. LOVE HAVING HOPE !!!
**So the next weekend there was drama going on with my sister’s kids and their biological father (douchbag). My sister was distraught and I needed to be with her. So Chris and I took a few days off from work and headed home to be there for support. My sister is my best friend. Growing up we tried to kill each other on daily basis but I adore her more than ever. She gives me strength and I hope I do the same for her. There was really nothing I could do for the situation, but I could be there just to be with her. Any time I get to spend with my sister is great, but goes by way to fast. While home visiting we had a scare with Jaxon, my 2 yr old bull mastiff. I thought his fit he was having with his tail and biting his rear end was possibly allergies. I called the vet and he said bring him in… well it turns out it was more serious than allergies and his anal glands were impacted and could possible be cancer…. WHAT??? not my baby. So we had to leave him, they had to put him under anesthesia to examine him because he was in so much pain. The vet called and gave us good news, said that it was not cancer, not even close, it was just impacted and swollen. He fixed him all up, but said he should stay and sleep off the anesthesia. I hated having to leave him, but that was the safest thing for him. Picked him up first thing the next day and he was super happy to see mommy. Vet gave us some pain meds, anti-inflam and a hydrocortizone spray. Jaxon was going to make a full recovery !!!
**After a packed weekend, I was feeling pretty yucky Monday morning, just off kilter, scatterbrained a little and just blah… worked and it seemed to get better as the day went on. Well Monday night while getting ready for bed I got a horrible pain in my chest from mid-chest over to my left shoulder. It was horrible. I’m not familiar with heartburn, and wasn’t sure if it was that. Chris went and got me some antacids and I chewed some of those… NO HELP. Horrible headache all night and Tues morning I woke up and could not breathe. Every time I took a breathe it felt like I was getting a shank to the side. I ended up calling the dr and she said come right in. She said it sounded like pleurisy and questioned if I was recently sick, NOPE. Then she asked if I had been riding in a car a lot and yes I had for the last 5 days… so she was then worried it might be a blood clot – so off to the ER she sent me. It’s so not fun spending Valentine’s Day with your sweetie while you’re in the ER hooked up to all kinds of machines, so not romantic and sexy at all. After a night in the ER they let me go home, but I was confused with the diagnosis. One dr (yep I went through 2 while I was there) said it was muscle strains in my chest, but said my CT scan was abnormal and wanted me to go see a pulmonary dr to review the CT scan… UMMM HELLO, can’t you do that?? Anyway after they got my fever to break and my heart rate to come down some and put 3 different iv’s in me. My veins kept blowing and so they had to re-do the iv 3 times… NO FUN. The dr then said he thought I was starting to get pneumonia. Well home I went with antibiotics and pain pills. I had a follow-up with my reg doctor who confirmed the pneumonia and gave me some cough syrup to help with the coughing that was coming on. This has been the worst 2 weeks. My chest hurts so bad, almost constantly. It hurts to breathe, hurts to lay down, hurts to cough, or sneeze, or even hiccup. SHOOT ME PLEASE !!! I can’t sleep, so I finally pass out after total exhaustion and get about 2 hours at a time. This really sucks. I went back yesterday for a follow-up and she said if the pain doesn’t start to get better I might have to go to pain management to get injections in my chest… WHAT??? are you serious… NO NO. So she put me on 3 meds, muscle relaxers, 800 mg ibuprofen and pain pills and I’m suppose to take each one of them 3 times a day… she said I’m just gonna knock you out so you can rest. I was a little scared to take all 3 of them together, so I kinda spread them out and no luck on the relief, no luck on sleep. It’s 3:15 am and I am still up. I did find out that in 1 week I lost 11 lbs. This is sooo not the way I wanna do it. I haven’t been eating less, and not been eating to healthy either. A lot of fast food because I don’t have the energy to cook. So how on earth did I lose??? NO CLUE. But hey, since starting WW Jan 13th, I have lost 18lbs.
So that is where I have been… locked up in my cave (house) leaving the house only to go the dr and the ER. WHAT A BIATCH being sick !!!