Am I hallucinating?
I can’t believe I was actually able to log onto WordPress! I’m at a loss for words.
Don’t know if I was the only one, but I couldn’t even log onto their homepage. Can’t Find Page. That’s the message I was looking at the whole week.
As luck would have it, this was a week when I really had a lot to blog about. I’ll have to do a condensed version of events.
Last Saturday morning, Michael woke up completely drunk. This was alarming, as no alcohol had been taken. It was the same thing that he had earlier in the month, only much more serious. He couldn’t so much as move his head without wanting to throw up. Even just having his open made the room swirl around his head. I gave him the medication the doctor gave us last go round, but it didn’t work. Then came the big problem: how to get my 6ft6 husband down our narrow stairs to get him to the hospital? I phoned my darling in-laws to come and help. By then Michael was in such a state that we persuaded him to let us call an ambulance. The paramedics arrived and set up a drip and gave him a shot to close his stomach valve so that they could get him down the stairs without barfing. Even so, it was traumatic to see Michael in such agony from being moved. My heart was totally breaking to see it.
Long story short, he was admitted to the hospital where the ear, nose and throat specialist diagnosed him with an infection, or virus in his middle-ear, thus the dizziness, vertigo etc. He spent three (long) days in hospital, got discharged Monday evening and is currently convalescing at home. He’s nowhere near right yet, but is still vastly improved. Apparently these things can take 6-8 weeks to recover fully. At the moment, his worst complaint is feeling groggy from the meds. He is taking an awful lot of the stuff. My poor baby. I hate seeing him sick. He’s always been so rudely that it came as a big shock to me. I’m used to being the sick one. I didn’t like this role-reversal one bit. Luckily he’s on the mend, already back to his cheeky self.
Luckily, I have been going through a good spell as far as my own health is concerned, as I’ve needed to take care of the sick hubby and also do a lot of things that he usually does. I really can’t complain, I’m feeling pretty good. On Wednesday I actually swam 1km in the pool at the gym, and best bit of all, I felt fantastic afterwards. My stamina has increased a fair bit and it’s quite wonderful. I can actually do a small task and not feel completely suckered out afterwards. Viva Fingolimod.
I really am loving the trial drugs. It’s a huge priviledge for me to be on them. I’m so lucky.
I do have a slight bout of optic neuritis, but my homeopathic drops should sort that out, so I’m not too worried.
Also, I strained a muscle in my shoulder on Wednesday at the gym, so I skipped today’s session to let it heal a bit. I’m overcareful when it comes to my arms as I am so reliant on them when my legs are acting up. It’s feeling much better today though. Aren’t the recuperative powers of our bodies just amazing?