Feeling like a BIG pile of CRAP!!


So since Monday I have been feeling a little under the weather. I figured it was the same crap that Cherie had. Cause last week she was sick with the flu, much to my discretion she went to school on Friday, well by Sunday she was sick again. So


Monday when my chest was burning I figured that I was getting the flu too.


Tuesday, it turned into just a mild cough.


Wednesday, I could barely catch my breathe, and for the first time in so long I left work early.



Thursday, I actually called in... For the 3rd time since I have worked there for the last 2 1/2 years. That morning I could barely move. My entire body hurt, and I couldn't breath. I thought I was going to die!! I called Allison, and then Richard, and cried, because I hurt so bad!



So the Doctor tells me that my lung sound like crap! I could of told her that! She gave me a shot to break up things a little in my chest another inhaler and two oral medications. (last time these meds cost me 300.00)


So once again I have pneumonia again for the third time in the last 6 months. So I dropped off the scripts to the pharamistist. Unable to get my med then.


TODAY: Richard comes over and picks up Donovan for school so I don't have to go outside in the cold. I fall asleep. Cherie wakes me up around noon so we can go for x-rays. By now I really can't breathe. Cherie is looking a little worried But doesn't say anything. I am getting upset which just makes my breathing worse, because as we are walking out the door, I can't find my cell phone. I back track where I had it.


Then I remember.....I was wearing sweats this morning, stuck the phone in my pocket (which I NEVER DO) and threw them into the washer after my shower this morning, because I wanted to get the washer started during peak hours which would be over at 9 am.


So I open up the washer and in the pocket of my sweats in my cell.  Its broke!!


So my phone is broke and I can't breathe. We go get X-Rays by the time we get home I am flushed and really out of breath.




My Mom calls me after work I can't even talk because I can't catch my breath no matter how much I try now she too is worried too. So lectures me on driving to get my meds She goes and picks them up.


Well, needless to say. I have had my inhaler, and taken my meds. I feel like a big pile of CRAP!!!


 





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