Last Friday I woke up feeling really rotten. I haven't been feeling well for several weeks now and have made several doctor's visits and gotten quite a few prescriptions. However, when I woke up last Friday I knew something was wrong. We put in several calls to my doctor and he advised us to go straight to the ER.
Within 30 minutes of arriving at the ER I had been poked, prodded, tested, hooked up to IV's, oxygen and heart monitors. It was quickly determined that I had blood clots in my lungs and I was admitted to the hospital. I was very shocked. I thought they would just give me a shot and let me go home.
I was wrong. I arrived on Friday and I am still sitting here in a hospital room, hooked up to the ICU having my heart monitored and getting shots in my stomach every night.
I have been so blessed. My precious husband has taken care of me so wonderfully. My sister and sweet friends of ours let the boys spend the night with them the first night of our hospital stay. My parents volunteered to come over and stay in our home so the boys could be in their own beds over the weekend. As of now, hubs' mom is at the house.
It wasn't exactly the way I thought we would spend Easter Sunday, but my sweet Big Guy knew how much I was looking forward to the service so he went and recorded the service so I could watch it from my hospital bed. Little Guy made me a special lunch and delivered it to me on Easter Sunday as well.
I have received phone calls, Facebook notes, cards and visits. I am so blessed to have so many loving people in my life.