Back in, lucky escape from ICU this time :/
I was on the wrong dose of my combination inhaler anyway, so I'd been feeling off for a few weeks. Suddenly I woke up at about 2:00am on Monday morning with severe shortness of breath which soon, despite my best efforts with my relievers, turned into a complete inability to breathe. Somehow I was getting oxygen in, enough to have a sats of 94%, but I couldn't breathe. Ambulance was called, and they gave me two nebs and oxygen on the way to the hospital, where I went straight into research as a red priority. Every doctor and nurse and paramedic remarked just how silent my chest was. One couldn't get a respiratory rate reading because she literally couldn't hear anything going on or out! Back-to-Back salbutamol + ipratroprium nebs, Prednisolone which I somehow managed to neck between nebs, IV Magnesium, oxygen..all in. I had ECGs done, heart monitor on, O2, nebs, all of that, and just very very narrowly escaped ventilation. I have really cra* veins and arteries so the two ABGs I had drawn were lengthy and painful procedures; my right wrist has a large bruise mark and 4 little holes in a neat line, along with many other needle marks and a two-way cannula in the back of my right hand.
I am immensely bored (waiting for my mum to bring my laptop and some back seasons of 'Scrubs') but also a bit worried because I was also hospitalised around mid-August this summer, and this is a relatively short time period between hospitalisations.
I'm not freaking myself out. I'm taking it as it comes; but when your asthma has gone from 'Ventolin very occasionally when needed' to 'two life-threatening attacks in 3 months' over the course of 1.5 years, it makes you wonder what could possibly be next?
There's a lot I will or might be missing out on this week because of this: my college choir has the 'advent vigil' after college in the chapel on Tuesday, which I almost certainly won't make, and which is actually quite a lovely occasion; I was set to have my first proper driving lesson on Thursday afternoon; I'll be missing hockey training on Tuesday night, and skating practice on Wednesday afternoon; and my ice hockey team is set to have a team Christmas do on Saturday evening, which I so much want to go to. So much. Hey, maybe I'll still make it?
But then again, maybe I won't.
So now on Prednisolone, Amoxicillin, regular nebs, my inhalers 2 puffs 3 times a day and as-needed, currently my Fostair 2 puffs 3 times a day (but that shall change once I've seen the apparently-very-good resp doctor, who also happens to be an intensivist as well) and my Montelukast.
Plenty of my friends have joked about how I can enjoy a few days off college, which I guess is kind of relaxing..but I'd rather be there than stuck alone in a hospital room with no laptop, no Series Boxsets, no games, and all my friends only messaging me intermittently because they're all at college.
On the upside, at least until I'm transferred from MAU to resp ward, I've got my own room!