I am going to write a journal entry for this cause I really do not want to have to repeat the same story to 50 different people.
it works well enough for me.
I was hospitalised for Genralised Pustular Psoriasis. The complications from said condition can be fatal and damaging for life.
So.
On the 10th of October, I made an emergency appointment to see my GP.
He took one look at my swollen, red and pustule covered body and said I need to go to the hospital right then and there.
That is what i did.
it was not the most pleasant experience to begin with. The nurses had to wait for a doctor to subscribe me pain killers and antibiotics. I was in so much pain, i was screaming and wrything. I could not move without it feeling like someone was stabbing my body with millions of red hot needles.I had a fever of 39
on the first 24 hours, i was put on IV fluids (6000ml). Which cooled me down, gave back some of the fluids the pustules and swelling was stealing from my body.
I was shortly after put onto a very powerful T cell blocking medication (for those who do not know Psoriasis is caused by the over activity of the immune system). Nobody is allowed to touch the medication without gloves, except for me.
I have no immune system currently and will be living in a sterile bubble for some time.
to make matters worse, my IV lines kept blocking and it would take 2 doctors atleast 6 tries a time to find and get a new one in.
I'm covered in bruises from that.
i was well known around the hospital for the week as the girl with difficult veins.
i spent the remainder of the week bed ridden, fed morphine and antibiotics through my IV. The only joy I got was when I was sleeping.
I spent most of my time in hospital, alone, sore, scared and sad. I only had visitors once and that was my parents.
My day was brightened today when my specialist came to see me and said I can go home if i want. i did want.
That joy was short lived when my mother and brother tried everything to get th doctors to change their minds and keep me there.
Then my mother accused me of discharging myself. It really hurt and upset me. Still does now.
The doctors would not discharge me if I was going to be in danger at home.
My blood pressure is still very high.. but I am well enough to be at home and for that I am glad. I'm on bed rest for TWO WHOLE WEEKS crying
I am STILL not well.. and am hoping not to revert back to my past condition
i guess if anyone has questions, they can PM me.
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 aliceloatheswonderland · Mon Oct 17, 2011 @ 08:09am · 4 Comments |
