Hospitals are no places for sick people!
Don’t get me wrong, I needed to be there. I went into the hospital on Memorial Day with what turned out to be pneumonia. (At least it wasn’t MRSA that caused the situation!) As usual, I waited too late to get treatment. If you placed your hands on my lower rib cage, you could feel the bubbles-no stethoscope needed for diagnosis.
IVs and antibiotics and breathing treatments worked well. A week later, I went home with oral antibiotics. (Those things are downright TOXIC!)
I’m still not back to normal. I’m working on it, though. (See, I even posted here!) I have to follow up appointments and four more days of toxic antibiotic.
Maybe healing will follow quickly…