So the last time I was here I was expecting a joyous weekend. Well that didn't quite happen. Saturday morning I woke up feeling alright. Karlee and I went to Micahels to get a few craft things then we enjoyed some time together sharing lunch at Pita Jungle. We rented a movie and laid on the couch and watched it.
By this point my lower back was hurting really bad and my stomach wasn't feeling good and I had a fever. I went to lay down and there I stayed while the fever went up and Micah got home from work. I told him that something wasn't right and I needed to go to the ER. This is all around 6:30 or so in Saturday evening. Sitting there waiting to be seen I had this feeling that I wasn't going home for the night.
They took lots of blood, hooked me up to an iv and starting pumping me with fluids, pain meds and antibiotics. They came in and started taking my info to admit me. At this point they said it was a bad kidney infection.
(the infection got me in the door but then there were other things in the mix going on but it was process finding them)
I felt awful, I was in pain and I was scared and I didn't know what to expect but I knew I had to trust and just go with it so I could feel better. I really got a little concerned when I realized I was head to step down, the the critical care unit. They had to monitor my heart and things. My white blood count was very high, my heart rate was fast. So there went in the fluids......
Being in the hospital is like being in another world, you loose track of time and what goes on outside, so I really don't know day by day, it all sort of jumbled together. I had never been in the hospital before for more than a night with each child.
The infection started to clear up but I was still in pain and had lots of pressure on my lower right side of my stomach, and everywhere was tender to touch. So the doctor said there is still something else going on. Had a CAT Scan done and some "live" x-rays done. They injected me with iodine so they could see and take pictures of how the flow was running from my kidneys to my bladder. Karlee was able to go see some of this (she didn't want to leave my side). The flow was going as it should on the left side but not the right. The ride kidney was blocked and very swollen. It also showed other things in and around the area that gave them the indication that a ureter was damaged some how and had been leaking into my stomach. (which isn't good and part of the reason of being sick) So now, I have an infection, an enlarged blocked kidney and a damaged ureter. (its a long tube that goes from the kidney to the bladder filling it with urine to release.)
So the unexpected blessing is how it all came about to find everything we did, instead of things going south real fast. What could have happened was a slow leak that went on for a long length of time that would have made me deathly ill and complicated, if it had gotten in my blood stream. But with the infection first and being treated for that, that is what really helped things not go the other way.
God is good :)
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