As some of you know, I’ve been quite ill the past little while. More than a little while actually. It’s been over a month now and frankly, I’m sick and tired of feeling sick and tired.
It started as a simple cold which quickly led to bronchitis. I’ve had bronchitis before, and although it is more than a little annoying feeling like I’m going to cough a lung up any time I laugh or try to say more than a simple sentence, I’ve managed to get over it in about two weeks. Not this time.
This is the sixth time I’ve had bronchitis in the past three years. The third time I’ve had it this year! This time it landed me in the hospital. Not fun. My doctor doesn’t know why I keep getting it either. He’s been running tests and has indicated that I may be diagnosed with COPD (chronic obstructive pulmonary disorder). Not a diagnosis I am ready to accept.
I have a bit of a heart problem. I have had open heart surgery and am on medication to control my blood pressure. I also have asthma, a breathing problem. My asthma has historically been triggered by allergies but since I am aware of the things that aggravate it I’ve not had any major attacks. The only time breathing became a real issue previously was when I was pregnant with my son. I think every woman goes through that though, when a little one starts growing and restricting the movement of her diaphragm and the ability of her lungs to expand to normal capacity. Normally neither of these things, the heart or the asthma, cause me much issue but both have this last month.
In addition to these two conditions I also have arthritis. Yay me! Seems I am the lucky heiress of the sucky health related DNA from my father’s side of the family.
I barely notice my “crunchy” knees anymore as I’ve had them since I was in high school. I’ve learned to deal with my deteriorating ability to open jars or wear sexy high heel shoes, and I know what my physical limits are. That doesn’t stop me from pushing them though. Sometimes a hike around the escarpment is worth the meds and recovery time.
I mentioned the arthritis because it has been impacted by my being sick as well. I’ve been too tired to do much at all. Made it to work most days but then need a nap when I get home. I am lucky I have a very good child who can play by himself without getting into things he shouldn’t. All this sitting and laying around means I am pretty immobile, which means things seize up. It’s a case of where not being able to do some things means I am unable to do more things, which is a very slippery slope.
I need to get off the slippery slope. I have my next doctor’s appointment on Wednesday. I am hoping there will be good news and that I will be able to get moving again. At this point I don’t care if it is because I am over the bronchitis or because he loads me up on medication. Continuing in this state is only going to end up leading me to a darker state of depression which I really, really, do not want to go to.