Mongoose On The "Big Island" - See Attached Story
In the ongoing story of what is happening in my life here is an update.
Before I was hit with the Sepsis infection, gone Septic, I had planned a vacation to the “Big Island”.
Sepsis is the body's extreme response to an infection. It is a life-threatening medical emergency.
I had to cancel my vacation when Covid hit. So, I was determined not to miss going this time. 10 days of antibiotics, lots to rest and while still feeling pretty weak, I figured I could handle it. But, that 9 hours on the plane really kicked my butt. I slept for over 12 hours after I got there. I would go to sleep at 5pm each night and get up at 5am. Then when I tried to eat I would get nauseous. So, I didn’t eat for about 4 days except for yogurt and electrolytes. Back home, Jan, was having a fit because I wasn’t eating. I would go out in the morning for 3-4 hours and then come back to my room, lay down and sleep. I was pretty much as weak as a kitten. Still, am for that matter.
After, getting back home the infection again reared its ugly head. I ended up in the Emergency Room again, after yet another 911 call.
Funny, on the way to the hospital, there was a huge bang that shook the ambulance. The paramedic lunged across me and I thought we had been hit by another vehicle. As it turned out, the side door on the ambulance some how came open as we were going around a curve and slammed against the ambulances side. I tried to laugh it off, but, the paramedic didn’t see the humor, when I mentioned that if I had popped out of the ambulance riding a gurney down a slippery icy road that would have been quite a tale to tell.
Once in the ER, I was set up with an IV in each arm and they injected some heavy duty antibiotics into both IV’s.
The doctor said, the infection had come back. I guess the first round of antibiotics didn’t kill all of it.
I was also tested for Covid and wouldn’t you know it, I tested Positive.
What they say about your taste being off with Covid is definitely true. I start to eat and about half way through my meal I get nauseous.
10 more days on antibiotics. Hopefully, they get rid of all of the infection this time.
I am feeling better. But, I still don’t have any energy. Haven’t been out with the camera since getting home.
So, I as I have said before, “This To Shall Pass”!
Soon I hope! :-)
Any and all prayers are very much appreciated.
Link to my original story of when this all started:
www.flickr.com/photos/alaskafreezeframe/52420880859/in/da...
Camera Settings: f/7.1 - 1/00 - 500mm - ISO 1250
Mongoose On The "Big Island" - See Attached Story
In the ongoing story of what is happening in my life here is an update.
Before I was hit with the Sepsis infection, gone Septic, I had planned a vacation to the “Big Island”.
Sepsis is the body's extreme response to an infection. It is a life-threatening medical emergency.
I had to cancel my vacation when Covid hit. So, I was determined not to miss going this time. 10 days of antibiotics, lots to rest and while still feeling pretty weak, I figured I could handle it. But, that 9 hours on the plane really kicked my butt. I slept for over 12 hours after I got there. I would go to sleep at 5pm each night and get up at 5am. Then when I tried to eat I would get nauseous. So, I didn’t eat for about 4 days except for yogurt and electrolytes. Back home, Jan, was having a fit because I wasn’t eating. I would go out in the morning for 3-4 hours and then come back to my room, lay down and sleep. I was pretty much as weak as a kitten. Still, am for that matter.
After, getting back home the infection again reared its ugly head. I ended up in the Emergency Room again, after yet another 911 call.
Funny, on the way to the hospital, there was a huge bang that shook the ambulance. The paramedic lunged across me and I thought we had been hit by another vehicle. As it turned out, the side door on the ambulance some how came open as we were going around a curve and slammed against the ambulances side. I tried to laugh it off, but, the paramedic didn’t see the humor, when I mentioned that if I had popped out of the ambulance riding a gurney down a slippery icy road that would have been quite a tale to tell.
Once in the ER, I was set up with an IV in each arm and they injected some heavy duty antibiotics into both IV’s.
The doctor said, the infection had come back. I guess the first round of antibiotics didn’t kill all of it.
I was also tested for Covid and wouldn’t you know it, I tested Positive.
What they say about your taste being off with Covid is definitely true. I start to eat and about half way through my meal I get nauseous.
10 more days on antibiotics. Hopefully, they get rid of all of the infection this time.
I am feeling better. But, I still don’t have any energy. Haven’t been out with the camera since getting home.
So, I as I have said before, “This To Shall Pass”!
Soon I hope! :-)
Any and all prayers are very much appreciated.
Link to my original story of when this all started:
www.flickr.com/photos/alaskafreezeframe/52420880859/in/da...
Camera Settings: f/7.1 - 1/00 - 500mm - ISO 1250