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Home Again - Right Where I Belong
Wednesday, April 9, marked an anniversary of sorts for me. It was two years ago that day I was released from Regional Hospital in Terre Haute following my lung surgery and a 14-day hospital stay.
On Tuesday, April 8, this week I was back in the office of Doctor Ajay Deshpande for the third Tuesday in a row. I have been steadily going downhill for the last month. Tuesday's visit resulted in what I had feared would be the eventual outcome.
I was readmitted into Regional.
Finally after another five days, I was released around 8:30 p.m. Saturday, April 12.
I had a fever equivalent of 100 to 103 for most of the last month. My breathing had become more difficult. Not only shortness of breath had become the norm, but at times I struggled to breathe at all. Coughing had increased. The mucus build-up had become choking. The pressure on the airways had intensified.
The doctor had tried out-patient antibiotic treatment, increasing my Prednisone intake and other medications. Nothing was working. The solution was going back into the hospital for much stronger intravenous antibiotic and a corticosteroid along with increased respiratory nebulization, increased inhalation and stronger oral antibiotic.
The positive result was noticeable the very next day. At the same time the blood cultures drawn on Tuesday evening revealed there was a possible other issue hiding under the surface.
This time the concern was not in my lungs are airways. The CT-Scan revealed what the doctor knew, it was my left, functioning lung having bronchospasms.
This time following a doppler test on Thursday, it was revealed a small blood clot hiding in my left leg.
Up until now, my conditions have remained stabilized and not life-threatening. Even though it was touch and go two years ago with my lungs.
What my varied conditions in addition to the respiratory problems did were to destroy my quality of life. The lung surgery and subsequent treatment have kept the respiratory issues in that vein, detrimental to life quality.
The blood clot, however, is life-threatening. Fortunately it was discovered in time. The new problem can be treated by a daily regimen of taking a blood thinner.
While I had dreaded the thought of going back into the hospital, the journey proved to be life-saving. A hidden, silent killer was found and arrested.
We often complain when adversity faces us to find that the situation may reveal mysteries not yet known. In my case going into the hospital for treatment of bronchospasms, aggravated chronic bronchitis and flare up of chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD) led to the discovery of a yet to show signs or symptoms what could have been fatal.
Now this Sunday, April 13, I am home again - right where I belong.
My medications have increased. My treatments have been upped. I have to be more cognizant of more than just my lungs, my Horton's Syndrome, my chronic depression and the presumed ocular histoplasmosis syndrome (POHS) robbing my sight.
Now I have to make sure I take my daily pill and watch for signs of swelling, redness and soreness in my legs - especially my left leg.
Such is life.
As always I will adapt, adjust, persevere and keep moving onward and upward.