After a fun filled day at the hospital, one chest x-ray, one chest CT, blood taken from my veins and the promise of a TB test in the coming week at has been decided that I have...pneumonia.
Oh, and possibly Tuberculosis. WHAT?! How do you just throw that in at the end like that?! Because that's exactly what the good PA did.
She was like, "you have pheumonia, here's what we're gonna do to make you better, off you go now...."
and then.
"wait, hold on...."
and then 15 minutes later...
"and there is this other legend ( maybe like the Legend in the bible, I dont know) over here on your lungs that the radiologist didnt see before...it maybe TB...have you been out of the country recently?!"
So, yes, I'm not really worried about the possible TB.
I am a bit worried about the pneumonia and just how much longer I'm going to think I'm choking to death slowly.
Anyway. if you think about it. pray for me. Pray for Brett. Bless his heart, he did not sign on to be a nurse.
3 comments:
Praying for you both!
Bless your hearts! I remember when I had pneumonia, aside from feeding me (not just bringing me food, but spooning it into my mouth like a baby), doing my laundry, and taking turns playing watch dog in case I fainted in the shower again, the best thing my friends did was to hold my elbows for me. They hurt so bad! and pressure did wonders. I'm so glad you have Brett to do all those things for you!!! Well, maybe not exactly the same things, but important things none the less :)
Awww!!! I am sorry! I am praying for both of you! I love you both!
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