A Giant Step Backward

Last night around 11 I started throwing up and 4 hours later was still at it. Poor Brent, I think by that time I'd gone through my last nightgown and he had a set of sheets in the washer. I don't think I've ever been so sick. After a call to my primary dr. and a 2:00 a.m. call to Sebbie, we were taking off for the ER. It only took 3 attempts to get the IV in, but then they were able to take take blood, give me fluids, something for the nausea, and something for the pain in my knees. Unfortunately I had taken my drugs around 10:45 and 4 hours later still couldn't keep anything down, let alone more drugs. They also did a CAT scan to make sure there were no blood clots. While I would suggest this is just purely covering their butt, it is nice to know that there wasn't any such problem.


The real issue now is a diagnosis. While it may be something I ate (Rick ate the same lunch and Brent ate the same dinner and they weren't sick), it very probably could be the drugs. Brent asked the Dr. if it's possible that I had been taking them for 3 weeks with no problem to now all of a sudden have a problem. The answer was an unequivocable "yes."


So now what to do. Our family dr. who wrote the most recent scripts isn't in the rest of this week. We have a call in to the surgeon. This is one of the problems we've encountered when dealing half in-area and half out-of-area. But in the meantime, my knees hurt/burn (although not as much as I expected them to) and time is a-ticking for rehab. One of the deals with the meds is that they get you through the rehab so you can push it hard. Since we didn't get home until almost 9 this morning, we called and rescheduled today's rehab for tomorrow. I've got to keep these knees moving, but I gotta tell ya, I'm just beat and they burn. I'm on a clear liquid diet for 24 hours (not that I feel like eating right now). But the big issue right now is what can I do to keep progress moving forward while we struggle to get someone to deal with the med issue?

I generally look for something humorous or funny to write about, but right now I'm having trouble finding something upbeat. My poor husband is dead tired not having slept in over 24 hours and is off to fill an anti-nausea script and buy clear stuff at the store. I've just about lost my voice (which could be a blessing for Brent), and I really just want to cry. But, that never gets me anywhere so I've gotta let the cobwebs clear, be thankul things aren't worse (like kidney damage from the drugs), and figure out WTH I do from here. I hate it when so much is out of my control.