Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Radioactive

 So I finally got to see Erika again!  She hasn’t been able to visit me in about a week because she has been sick.  That and this girl is busy so I told her to take a break from visiting me and take care of herself.  The fact that she was sick shows that I wore her out.  I tend to do that to people.  LOL

Monday, July 29, 2013

Knocked Out

These last three days I have done nothing but go to PT and OT, eat and sleep.  We have found that it was probably caused by the steroids.  My doctor told me that some people get hyper on them and others get very tired.  Well it is obvious which side affect I got.  Lol  I was asleep more hours of the day than I was awake.  I would come back from PT, eat lunch and then go back to sleep until OT would wake me up.  There are some times I had a hard time staying awake in PT and OT.  Speaking of PT and OT though, I am making great progress there.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Rehab

This last week has been pretty eventful, but for the most part a good one.  I spent the whole weekend with Erika and Dad and we got to watch some movies.  I have more energy and have recovered completely from the stroke.  I have started rehab and I am on my way to being able to go home.

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

I Will Survive Cont...

Wednesday July 17th

Both Grandma and I got up pretty early.  Neither one of us slept too well the night before.  I could tell she was tired, but I was doing better.  I was using words correctly, but I was still having a hard time finding them.  I would want to say something and the word would be on the tip of my tongue, but I could not come up with it.  I was also off with the present date.  I really had no idea what year it was.  When Dad got there he went out and got me a doughnut for breakfast.  He brought me back this huge glazed doughnut.  It was so good. Lol  I ended up eating the whole thing and both Grandma and Dad were surprised.  After the doughnut I still ate some of the breakfast that the hospital gave me.  I say some because most of it did not taste that great.  I was trying out what they had and still wasn’t sure what was good and what wasn’t.  Hospital food is far from great, but after trying things I learn what is good and what I should avoid.  The one problem I had from eating the doughnut was my blood sugar.  When the nurse checked it before lunch, it was a little over 400.  A normal blood sugar should not be above 200 after eating.  The Prednisone really affects blood sugar. I am use to being able to eat what I want when I want so this is going to be a learning curve.

I Will Survive

I was moved to floor seven on Monday July 15th and was there for five days.  Although I was better health wise, this was probably the hardest time for me.  I was alert and knew what was going on, but physically I was sore and could not do anything for myself.  I lost any independence that I had and I had to lose my modesty.  I needed help with everything. I knew things would get easier as days went by, so that is what I did.  I went day to day knowing things were already better.  I knew it would be a journey even after I got the lungs. I didn't expect it to be easy.  I got the lungs so there was not much to complain about.

Weak and Confused

This is going to be written in blocks of time, because this is how I remember it.  My mind was a mess through this whole time and I only remember things in chunks.  I will do my best to explain myself to everyone and hopefully you will all be able to follow along.  If not please feel free to ask me anything.

Monday, July 22, 2013

A Second Chance

For me, waiting for the lungs was the excruciating part.  I was completely lost when I got the call...sitting on my bed while Jason was running around crazy.  Then when I was on the plane I could not sleep because my mind was in so many places.  I will admit that I was nervous.  I could feel my heart beating (not as hard as when I realized I was getting the call) and I could not settle down.  I wanted these lungs more than anything at the moment, but I was scared too.

Hanging By a Moment

This whole transplantation has been surreal to me.  Part of me can't believe that this has happened.  I know it has, I feel it has, the breathing is amazing but the like I said, it doesn't feel real.  This is something that we have been talking about for more than a year now, but I was so use to not being able to breathe that part of me didn't know if it would ever chance.