I spent the weekend in the hospital again with chest pains again. I wasn’t confident about the doctors’ diagnosis of a sinus infection, plus my chest pains had gotten worse to the point of me passing out when I exerted myself too much.
So after another agonizing 6 hour wait, 2 chest x-rays, an EKG, and another CT Scan the doctors figured out that I have Pleurisy (basically an inflammation/infection of my lung lining and chest wall). Fun, not so much.
They gave me some gooood knock-me-out drugs, and that’s how I’ve been for most of the last 24 hours…knocked the hell out. But I can’t do ANYTHING. Almost everything I do leaves me writhing in pain that radiates from my chest to my back and down my arms. So as I’m walking to the kitchen for a drink my body lets me know ‘not so fast heffa!’. I’m miserable. I can only sit on the couch for so long, and the doctors have me on injured reserve for at least 10 days.
I go back to work tomorrow (in a brand new position–sista’s movin up in the company!), and there is a chance I might not be able to go. Sitting up for longer than an hour is bad business, so hopefully I can get it together to work at least a half day. My boss is already aware and has told me to take as long as I need, but I’m really ready to get to work.
I would complain bitterly about this, but I know this is my body’s way of telling me I need to listen to it more. Less stress, etc for the new year. My body has been working overtime, and it needs to rest. *sigh*
I’ll be posted up on the sofa if you need me. *sigh*