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Monday, November 19, 2012

#Winning with a side of toxic shock

Business first: The winner of the Well, Naturally choctastic giveaway is Kit Fox - for likening the decision of having to name your favourite chocolate flavour with naming your favourite child (only harder).

Okay peeps so you may or may not have noticed my absence for all of a week.

To say I've been a little under the weather is like saying Britney went a little off the rails when she shaved her head.


So I thought I was coming down with a flu.  Shivers and shakes, fevers and chills - the usual.

Last Sunday I worked in the Social Media room for Telethon and was shaking, sweating and shivering like a detoxing junkie.  But at the same time, chatting to the amazing Telethon kids going through much worse than my flu like symptoms.

Toughen up princess.... 

I finished my shift and went home to bed.  Only, it got worse.  I couldn't breathe, couldn't see straight, couldn't speak.  Every time I tried to stand, I passed out.

So early Monday morning I told #1Hubby to send Miss7 to a friend's house before school and get me to hospital.

He suggested a GP clinic.

I said hospital.

He suggested a GP clinic.

I said hospital.

He suggested a GP clinic.

I passed out cold.  Again. 3rd or 4th time (he hadn't been aware of any of this).

Anyway, hospital it was, straight to Emergency and shit was inserted in all manner of places, and turns out I'd been housing some nasty mega viral infection that went all septic, leaving me in toxic shock, in ICU with an almost non-existent lower than low blood pressure reading, and erratic high heart rate.

The head of ICU later told me that they weren't sure I'd make it through the day.

Which explains their shock the next day when they came in and I was sitting up with all my wires and bits and pieces, cracking jokes and asking for a private consult with Dr Ross.


Things went up and down all week.  I was finally allowed home on the weekend, with strict instructions to do nothing and stay in bed (I'll try....ahem)And even though it's been little more than a week from critically ill to now, I've been given the all-clearSuch is the nature of a virus, apparently.  Once it's gone, it's gone.  I'll continue to feel like I've been hit by a bus for another couple of weeks, and have greatly reduced lung capacity for about the same period.

It is so freaking hard to try and yell-manage the kids when you can't even get up a decent breath without coughing and wheezing like an emphysemic 80 year old.

The main thing is, I will be back to fighting form soon.  Back to ranty shouting form.  So the neighbours better enjoy their few weeks respite, because the noise pollution will resume shortly.

The best part - I have a killer FFS!? Friday post coming up this week.

It involves a hot nurse and disposable hospital undies.


22 comments:

  1. That's a lot of trouble to go to in order to get a sleep in. As much as I admire the work of Dr Ross, I'd always preferred Dr Carter. He is welcome stuff his cold stethoscope down my shirt any day ;-)

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  2. Woah.
    I hope you are back to your banshee best very soon.
    :-) x

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  3. JESUS WOMAN. Give a gal a heart attack! You stared death in the face, and it told you to PISS OFF! You are awesome xxxx

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    1. And clearly not even death wants me, heh.

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  4. Some people will do anything for some new writing material, sheesh talk about extreme!
    Typical of a husband to not notice nor take you seriously, I hope you're milking the "I told you so" for all it's worth!
    Glad you came out on top. Looking forward to ranty Georgia coming back
    xx

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    1. I swear I could do a full expose on the disgusting ward I ended up in - complete with naked swearing man in the hallway.

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  5. Wow hope you are feeling better and back to yelling very soon. I am looking forward to your FFS friday, disposable underwear sounds very interesting!!

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    1. I've been working on improving my lung capacity. The kids are running wild. I need to resume yelling ranty order.

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  6. I reckon that your regular consumption of medicinal spirits kept that nasty virus at bay and that your liver laughed in its face. Good work getting through it and for #1Hubby not ignoring your instructions to go to hospital (why they think they know best is beyond me...)Looking forward to the FFS post!

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    1. I know I'm starting to feel better when I'm eyeing the wine bottle for the first time in almost 2 weeks!

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  7. So glad you're home PP and that you didn't shave your head. Rest up, so we can get back to bingo. Please don't scare me like that again x

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    1. I didn't shave my hair because I'd only just had it coloured and it would've been a total waste of money.

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  8. Oh my dear G!!! You were a very very sick Chick! Not good. So happy to know you are home & on the mend. Sheesh...in ICU... Woah! Denyse x

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    1. Thanks Denyse. Certainly a novel way to spend a week!

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  9. Your hospital bed texts were my favourites ever from you. And that is saying something. However, please don't do it again, you scared me xx

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    1. I am so not talking to you after you drank a bottle of wine with my name on it. After all I've been through this week. I can't believe you'd do that to me. I'm cut deep, yo.

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  10. Holy shitballs woman! Happy recovery. Is your husband related to mine by chance? I did something similar last year but not nearly as extreme (you are HARDCORE − Props) - asking for hospital (while he's on the phone to GP) cos I coudln't breathe. Pneumonia, bit of a collapsed lung, and a few days in hospital with a few weeks in bed. Glad you are safe and home. :)

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  11. Holy shit. I am taking my tampon out NOW.

    (love you and so glad you are not dead xx)

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    1. Oh vodka gods I was so worried people would think it was the tampon style toxic shock - I swear I'm not an over-using teenage girl! Similar result, but definitely not caused by tampons. But do go change yours. It's a public service if it prompts females to freshen their attachments.

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