|Taken three weeks after my PICC placement.|
I kind of feel like I've been put through the wringer: a painful, stressful, and emotionally charged hospital stay, coming home to a sick little one and soon enough a sick husband as well, immediately returning to work, feeling like a single parent while my husband busts his butt for 70 (or more) hours a week, dealing with random fevers and (a new development as of tonight) a sore throat myself.
I don't mean to complain, really. I know it sounds like I'm feeling pretty down and out right now, but I'm actually not... too much. I do feel better than when I went in (my PFT's jumped up 31% in that two weeks, so obviously my lungs are feeling much better) and I'm getting more energy back with each passing day, it's just been harder to appreciate those things with everything else that's been going on. Maybe the reason I've been delaying this post is because I didn't want to sound dramatic.