OK so when is it that I will get the hint that if I am tired, disinterested and just generally not myself, then something is not right and be on the lookout for an admission and thats what happened last night. I was fine one minute, taking a nap. The next I was waking up in the back of an ambulance and my SPO2 had dropped to a scary 88%, I was woozy and wanted to go back to sleep. So I did, and I woke up about an hour later with oxygen flowing in to my nose via a nasal cannula.
But as soon as I had a combination of steroids, antibiotics, pain relief and 3 litres of oxygen, and I perked up within 2 hours and was a lot better and brighter. Within 4 hours, I was recovered enough to be considered for discharge, although the doctor was a little worried about me going home so soon and wondered if I should have stayed in. I talked him round and said that I would get a better nights sleep at home, in my own bed.
After a good sleep and some food, I was feeling better this morning, perhaps a little on the floppy side, but thats probably due to the enormous strain all this causes my body. Give it a week and I'll be fine, I'm sure.
On the housing front, we should be moving soon, as we have been told we can bid on properties and we bid on two today, one of which, we're 1st in the queue for, so fingers crossed we should be out of the YMCA in the next few months, or even weeks.
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