Can I have some?

welcome to my blog.

a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.

i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*

then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.

eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.

i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.


and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.


munch up.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

The effect of being Swamped

So, Wednesday our major errand, or trip you might say was to instacare. And let me tell you now, I got the royal treatment.

We went in because I felt like I had pneumonia, and the pain hurt so much that sometimes I was basically panting. We got in the inspection room and they said that they bumped me ahead, and said that the doctor would be in real fast because they bumped me ahead. He listened to my lungs, and couldn't hear anything. They wheel-chaired me to the x-ray room, yes, wheel-chaired, and took a couple of pictures. I have never before heard the results from x-rays sooner. I heard them before I even left the x-ray room. Clear lungs, through and through. Then I got wheeled back to the room we were in, they laid me back down (kind of in a recliner position), and shot me twice. One for the pain, one for the nausea. I tell you, the second shot better had not been for the pain, cause it hurt a lot! :) Probably 10 min after I got the shots they mentioned that my color was better. Apparently my face was really pale.

Anyway, I'm on pain medication now, and trying to take it easy. Me and Rocket Scientist are at the conclusion that since my lungs are so weak from having pneumonia so many times, I worked them too hard. They were paining because of their weakness. Not because of more infection. Thank goodness it wasn't because of infection, but still. I wish I could do more of what I want to do without aching lungs.

1 comment:

Janene said...

oh my! Thank goodness for blogs so I know what is going on. (when I hop back on the blogosphere anyways)

Take it as easy as you can and we'll keep you in our prayers.