Jeannie picked me up at 8 am this morning and we made the trip downtown to my doctor. I had bloodworm done plus X-rays. I still have a small amount of fluid in my lungs, but I'm improving little by little. I asked how long it would be before I felt good again, and was told it would be about a month. At least I won't expect miracles in the meantime. I'm doing a little better each day so I can deal with it.
Jeannie had her own crisis this morning but I didn't learn of it until we left the doctor's office. She woke up in the early hours with blood sugars skyrocketing. Normally she can adjust high sugars with insulin but it didn't work this time. We went straight from my appointment to a clinic in Folsom where she was checked out. They also offered to do a chest xray as she had been congested, and I told her I thought she should get it. At least they will have a baseline in case she develops something further. The sugar levels came down on their own, but then when she spoke with her diabetes doctor learned she should have gone to the emergency room. How bizarre that we both could have died during the period of a week. She uses an insulin pump and has to periodically change the port site, and no doubt had scar tissue built up that caused an issue with the normal insulin delivery.
Everyone has been bringing me food today, so I will be able to eat without the trouble of having to cook for a few days. I will be so glad to take the last of the antibiotic pills tomorrow. They work but have many side effects, such as sore muscles, nausea, and a lot more.
Starting tomorrow I am going to feel great!