hoping third times the charm

Late last night I realized that for the past few weeks, the past few Mondays, I've had early morning doctor appointments - and have been sent home with an ever expanding load of prescriptions and directions to stay home, rest, and not work.

I realized that because I was facing another early morning appointment and not anxious for a repeat - really hoping to be declared "improving" rather than sent back for further medication experimentation - although, based upon the quality of my breathing and the pain in my lungs I was rather doubting it... and even considered rescheduling my appointment in order to get some work in before hearing another directive to stay home.

Well - I was and was not right. I did go to the doctor, I did not get declared healthy, but I did not get another prescription pad of medication.... No, no, instead I was sent to the hospital. She briefly considered a pulmonary specialist, but after listening to me breathe said it was off to the hospital directly.

I followed her directions to the "T" and ended up on the far side of the city, visiting the same foreigners department I had become oh so familiar with this past summer. Fun. However - this time they didn't send me to the Zlin clinin, no - not to pneumonology for me, not to according to my doctor's letter - it was off to infectious diseases.

I'm sure if you're ready this and have seen me in the past few weeks you're thinking.... great Jen, thanks ever so much for infecting me with your infectiousness!

Don't you fret - that's not the case. After 4 rounds of 4 types of antibiotics whatever infection could have possibly been inside of me is now gone. Infectious diseases were lovely - the staff was sweet and friendly and the doctor very kind - but they then sent me down to pneumonology... and there I met the same nurses who helped me last summer - or maybe it would be more accurate to say I met the same nurses who tolerated me last summer, existed in the same room as me with only a mild expression of disdain.

Yay pneumonology! More spirometer stuff (hey, my breathing, while not yet normal, is still greatly improved over when I first went last summer) and x-rays and stuff like that.... fun fun fun. Another prescription, but only one, and no more anti-biotics... what's the point, at this point?

Despite the admonition to go home, stay inside, don't walk around, I did go to work for a bit. Not too much, just long enough to get out what was absolutely necessary for tomorrow. And now I'm home again. And getting ready for bed and some sleep. Right after I make dinner.

I go back on Thursday. Hopefully then things will have calmed down a bit more and the new tests will more accurately reflect my true breathing abilities instead of my the heavy struggling stuff I'm experiencing now.