Just Plain Aggravated!

I just haven't felt myself since, oh maybe late fall. I think for awhile I was worried that Revatio wasn't helping me at all. But then I had a glimpse of hope that it was working when I decorated for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving, and I did pretty good! Not my usual tiredness that comes along with going up and down the stairs with boxes and tree parts. I felt alright, and then slowly started getting really very tired quite often. Which, usually, is not a surprise to me since I go through that every once in awhile. But then I find out I had pneumonia. It was a little shocking since it came out of nowhere, and I thought having the pneumonia vaccine a few years ago should have prevented that. Of course, I find out later that it works like the flu shot, in that it doesn't prevent all types of pneumonia. Fabulous.

So I spend the month of December taking 2 antibiotics and spending an awful lot of time sleeping and taking it easy. I went out here and there for necessity, like groceries and stuff I needed during the month. But for the most part, it was just a month trying to slowly get ready for Christmas and trying to actually store enough energy to get through that day. It worked, for the most part. I got through Christmas, but I was so dang tired by the end of the night that I was actually in physical distress, and went to bed way early!

So now I'm still trying to recover from pneumonia. The PH doctor I saw last Friday, who I started seeing a year ago so he would be familiar with me if I should ever need to go to the ER around here, said that for a "normal" person, it could take 3-4 months to recover from pneumonia. We all know I'm not normal, so for me it could take twice as long. TWICE AS LONG. How frustrating is that?? Every time I think I'm starting to feel good, I do something that makes me end up back at the beginning, and I have to start recovering all over again. Now I'm picking and choosing my battles. Do I go out one day to Walmart because I desparately need things, or do I go to the grocery store because I'm so low on food? I can't go to both on one day or I'll totally screw things up and my lung will be screaming at me!! It's a very aggravating thing to go through, and it sometimes just gets me upset!

To top it all off, I THINK I might be getting a cold!! Yesterday I felt very run down, and I felt like a head cold was coming on. I did everything I could to try to stop it: drank tea, ate lemon and honey, took Tylenol, took extra vitamin C and acidophilus. I drank as much water as I could, and rested quite a bit. So today, I feel a tad bit better, but like everything decided to reside in my face. It doesn't hurt to touch, though. So I don't know what I have??? But because I don't want to chance getting worse, that means another day that I can't go out to the stores. UGH!!

I think I need to hire myself a personal assistant. A female, preferably, since I think I could only pay her in jewelry. LOL

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Annette said…
Oh my phriend. I'm so sorry that this is turning into such a long haul for you. I would offer to be your personal assistant, but I've been kind of dragging around myself. Would you still pay me off in jewelry?
Love you!
Annette
5:55 PM
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