Not Everyone's Mama

Well, it seems that I am alive. Though it doesn’t quite feel that way. It’s been a long few days.

Sunday I started having some cramping in my stomach and had the urge to go the bathroom a lot, and I said to my mom that I had better not be pregnant again. LOL Or I had a UTI. I started drinking lots of cranberry juice in case it was a UTI.

Monday afternoon I started running a high fever. I called Pato and told him to get home to take care of the kids, because I didn’t think I was able to do it. I fought that fever the rest of the day and night. (It was 104 when I checked it on Monday before my thermometer decided not to work anymore.)

Tuesday, it was different. I had the high fever, and my joints all hurt so bad. And it was like I would come close to going unconscious – as close as you could get without going out all the way. Like, I could hear, but at times I couldn’t respond well, couldn’t move etc. I was begging for him to call an ambulance. He somehow convinced me to get in the car. Off to the ER we went. They determined that I have a raging kidney infection. Her technical term? You have a really REALLY bad kidney infection. She also said my white count was extremely high. So, they started me on fluids. That eased the joint pain a lot. They also gave me really strong antibiotics through the IV. Then they sent us off to the pharmacy where I just about had a heart attack.  My Leviquin (sp?) was $193.99 for 14 pills. Plus, the doctor told me that I couldn’t nurse while I was taking them. And that I really needed that strong of an antibiotic because of how sick I was. She couldn’t switch it. So, I got out the charge card and paid for them. Well, Pato did, we were at the drive through where he was answering the pharmacist and I was just like just tell her I don’t care, I just want to go home and go to bed.

We came home, and that night, I slept – ha ha at the word slept – I rested on the floor with my head on my bed sitting up with the fan pointing at me going full blast. I think the fever breaking is almost worse than it rising. I feel like I’m being cooked from the inside out.

Let me go back to a little funny story. They were getting ready to put a catheter in to drain me and to get a clean catch sample for my tests. I asked her if it hurt, cuz I’ve only had them done while giving birth to make room for the baby’s head. And you don’t really care at that point. And she said, well, if you were shaking like that for your IV, your not going to enjoy this. I wasn’t shaking out of fear of the IV you silly silly woman. I was had uncontrolable chills because my fever was going back up and they would only let me have a sheet. Though, you know how some people do an IV well, and others don’t? Had I know how badly it would hurt when this lady put it in, I would have been shaking out of fear. My goodness. They should have to test themselves putting one in on a doctor before they are allowed to put one in on the patient. Don’t you think? If it hurts to bad, they aren’t allowed to do IVs. LOL

Also during all this, I was trying to drink water. I’ve always been told lots of water. Lots of water wouldn’t stay down. It was coming out my nose. Yep, liked that visual don’t ya? It hurt too.

I woke up this morning after getting about 2 hours of sleep. (I finally got a cold wet washcloth and put it on my head, on my feet, on my boobs, everywhere I was hot, until I fell asleep) Anyways, my side of the bed was soaked. The fever broke again. Can you hear the chorus of angels? Hallelujah! And it hasn’t come back full force. I know that it comes back a little only because I keep taking tylenol and ibuprofin for pain, and when they kick in I start sweating really badly again.

Today is the first day I have felt up to even sitting in bed and turning on my computer. I think it will be a bit before I venture out to the living room to work on my desktop.

Now that the fever is gone (knock on wood), I’d really like the stiffness/pain in my neck and this constant headache to go away. Then maybe work on building up some strength again.

My mom took me to my doctor yesterday to recheck my white count. First, that was embarrassing. I took a shower before I left a) to break the fever b) so I wouldn’t smell like a person who had broken a fever 15 times. LOL So, my hair was wet, and my mom got me into a wheel chair, put the baby on my lap and my dad wheeled me in. I know I look bad right now, my face is all swollen, I can barely open my eyes, stringy wet hair, in a wheel chair. Everyone kept staring at me, and kids were even pointing at me. You could see their mom’s shushing them. I asked my mom (she’s on workman’s comp from my dr’s office so we know everyone) to ask Jamie if they could put me in a room so that everyone wasn’t looking at me. Then they called me back.

Took my blood, don’t know the results yet still. My doctor said, Heather, something like this festers for awhile. Have you had any signs of a UTI? Well, not before Sunday. What about fever, back ache? Aha! my loyal friends and blog readers, what did I have going on for a long time? A fever. I’m always fighting back pain, so I didn’t think anything of that. I said, I had a fever for a long time, but it wasn’t high, and my ear hurt, so I thought I was going back and forth with the kids. Turns out this thing has probably been festering for at least a month. Hindsite being 20/20 and all.

I don’t remember what all I’ve typed, so I hope I’ve covered everything but the lactation consultant, which I’ll leave for another post because I’m really getting tired again.

Thank you for all of your sweet comments. They mean the world to me.

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