So I went to the ER early Sunday morning because I was at a 90% position and took three breathing treatments but couldn't lay back at ALL. So they admitted me. It's weird because in some ways it went very smoothly- my pulmonologist showed up within a few hours and saw me every day, my GPs partner also follorwed me over the weekend, and then if I had to stay in over this weekend my actual GP was covering. So it was wonderful to have doctors who know me, as I'm complicated.
I also have a heart defect and a pacemaker, so I ended up on telemetry. Basically it was a test of how much asthma meds they could give me IV, and how not to speed up my heart rate too much because I get SVT.
The part that totally sucked is it took them the entire week to get my home meds straight, and that caused all kinds of stress and problems. And I was not feeling well, and my family is not supportive, so I had to put my foot down quite a few times as they didn't even have all the breathing treatments I was supposed to have in the system.
And then there was the IV sticks from h)((*ll. I guess because of the super high pred and the small dose of aspirin I take basically all my veins just blew. I was on IV potassium. Um, lets see, oh and my blood sugar is very high, but they told me not to worry about that part but to follow up with my PCP. But my friend who is actually diabetic was like ""I was in the ICU for a blood sugar of 320."" But I think they are saying that it will go down with the pred., and I think they don't want me worrying about one more thing. And if I do need treatment, that they kind of want to know my baseline.
So I'm home. I'm on 60 mg. pred. for 4 days then tappering down. Then I also have anti-yeast tablets, and anti- PCP pneumonia prophylactic antibiotics. I think it's because of the high pred, and the psoriatic arthritis meds I'm on. Oh and a bunch of nebs. He took me off of my preventive inhalers, which is kind of nice not to have to use those.
Anyways, sorry for the long post- but what I can really use is some encouragement. No one really seems to understand how sick I am and they keep pushing me to like- teach Sunday School class on Sun. I don't think I should leave my house until at least Mon.
When you come home from the hospital, what do you do and not do? How to do recover and set limits? I tried to ask my pulm. this but he keeps encouraging me to do things. I don't think he gets that I do a lot of things, and that one of my main issues in growing up in a household that didn't even acknowledge asthma is that I don't know what you're supposed to do when your sick. Sometimes this works to my advantage, but sometimes it just makes it so I don't rest up and do what I need to do to get better.