Our Terrible Finish To 2022: COVID, Two Hospital Stays, and Close to Loss of life By Saline

Y’all! I can’t imagine it’s been two weeks since I’ve been right here, and it’s even more durable for me to imagine that we’ve already arrived at 2023. To say that these final two weeks didn’t go as deliberate could be the understatement of 2022.

It began the Tuesday after I posted our remaining grasp lavatory earlier than and after on Monday, December nineteenth. I had deliberate to spend Tuesday gathering the entire bills and sources for our lavatory in order that I may submit that information for you on Wednesday. Then Friday, I deliberate to wrap up 2022 with my commonplace year-in-review submit. After which I’d spend the subsequent week enjoyable, watching tacky Christmas rom-com films, consuming, napping, and gearing up for the brand new 12 months.

Nicely, clearly, that’s not what occurred in any respect.

Issues began to veer astray after I wakened on Tuesday the twentieth with my head pounding, and my total face, neck, and shoulders aching like I had been in a automobile accident. I didn’t assume something of it, actually. I assumed I had simply slept incorrect, so I took some Advil, waited some time for that to kick in and among the ache to go away, after which tried to go about my day.

However issues actually took a flip when Matt began feeling unwell. After I get sick, that’s one factor. However when Matt (my husband who has M.S. and offers with total muscle weak point and fatigue as a traditional a part of life) will get sick, that’s an entire completely different ball recreation. And because the day went on, he received worse and worse, till round 4:30pm, when he was so weak that he couldn’t elevate his arms, couldn’t open his eyes, couldn’t hold his jaw closed, and subsequently, couldn’t communicate.

I ended up calling the ambulance to come back get him and take him to the emergency room round 5:00pm on Tuesday, they usually handled him within the emergency room till 2:00am. I stayed with him the entire time, whereas additionally beginning to really feel actually sick myself — extra aches and pains, chills, and many others.

They lastly admitted him at 2:00am, and after about half-hour of “a lot of paperwork and questions” (because the nurse put it), I used to be lastly capable of go house, handle our canine Cooper, seize a blanket and pillow, take a ton of dietary supplements, nutritional vitamins, and Tylenol, and head again to the hospital. I returned about 3:30am, and was capable of sleep till about 7:00am when the physician got here in. By that point, I used to be feeling wonderful, aside from a stuffy nostril and a minor dry cough.

That they had run all types of assessments on Matt, however couldn’t discover what should be blamed for him to be so weak. He had scary hypertension, however Matt’s blood stress skyrockets on account of illness, not as a reason for it. However nonetheless, all assessments got here again destructive. No COVID. No UTI. No nothing. They stated that he had simply gotten actually dehydrated, so after a couple of extra hours, and Matt seemingly doing significantly better, they discharged him and we went house.

After we received house on Wednesday night, Matt gave the impression to be fairly okay. However on Wednesday evening earlier than we went to mattress, he was scared and didn’t need to fall asleep. He stated he was petrified of getting sick and having to return to the hospital. I assumed he was simply overly drained (hospitals aren’t nice locations to get relaxation, in spite of everything), and wanted sleep. So after sitting by his bedside, praying with him, making an attempt to be encouraging and calming, till about 2:00am, he lastly determined he was able to attempt to sleep.

Thursday morning, we each wakened early, and issues appeared regular. However as soon as once more, as they day went on, Matt received actually weak. Then he received higher. Then he received weak once more.

This curler coaster went on for the subsequent three days, and by Saturday afternoon, he was nearly again to the purpose the place he was on Tuesday after I known as the ambulance the primary time. He was nonetheless saying that he didn’t wish to return to the hospital, so figuring out how a lot IV saline helps him when he will get like that, I made a decision to name and make an appointment with an area cellular IV remedy place.

The nurse received right here at 4:30pm (inside 90 minutes — spectacular for Christmas Eve!), however when she took Matt’s blood stress, it was too excessive for her to provide him an IV. (They’ve sure parameters for blood stress numbers that need to be met earlier than they may give an IV.) Matt was feeling even worse by that point, so he was extremely dissatisfied that he wasn’t going to have the ability to get the IV saline.

By 6:00pm, he was proper again to the place he was on Tuesday, so I known as the ambulance once more. And as soon as once more, they got here and received him, and took him to the hospital. We have been within the ER room for a number of hours whereas they have been giving him IV saline and making an attempt to deliver his coronary heart charge and blood stress down, whereas additionally operating different assessments.

Simply earlier than 11:00pm, the physician got here in and stated that Matt had examined constructive for COVID, in order that’s in all probability what should be blamed for the entire weak point and mind fog. They have been going to confess him, however they wanted to get his blood stress to a sure level earlier than they may try this.

In order that they gave him a special blood stress treatment, and nearly instantly, he had a response to it. His face and arms received beet purple, his blood stress and coronary heart charge elevated to scary ranges, and his pores and skin felt fiery sizzling. I sat there watching, feeling utterly helpless and freaked out, whereas watching him have this scary response to treatment, and whereas the nurses appeared utterly unfazed by it in any respect. Matt was scared and depressing.

They lastly admitted him, made a notice of the allergic response to that treatment in his information, and gave him extra saline. It took about an hour for the response to that treatment to put on off. After that, Matt appeared to cool down a bit and begin feeling higher. I stayed in his room the entire time, and by the point we went to sleep, he was feeling significantly better.

Once we wakened on Sunday morning, Matt appeared wonderful. The physician got here in and informed us about his remedy plan. He was going to change Matt from regular saline to one thing known as lactated ringers. He was going to proceed the blood stress meds (not the one he had the response to, clearly). He was going to start out him on a course of steroids to assist him breathe higher. He was going to provide him Tylenol for his slight fever. All of it appeared fairly commonplace, and all day Sunday, Matt appeared like he was nearly again to his regular self. He ate each chunk of meals that they introduced him, and whereas he was nonetheless feeling a bit weak (that means that I needed to feed him and assist him drink water), he was speaking, laughing, joking round, and many others.

I figured he was out of the woods, and was in good arms, so because it was Christmas Day, I felt comfy leaving for a few hours to have Christmas brunch with my household. After I received again, Matt was nonetheless feeling good. The remainder of the day was fairly uneventful. He ate each chunk of each meal they introduced him. We each napped a bit. After dinner, I received us a snack out of the merchandising machine, and we watched Frasier till we went to sleep that evening. I figured he was doing so nicely that they’d in all probability ship him house the subsequent day.

Then on Monday morning, the whole lot modified. I woke as much as the nurse coming in to examine Matt’s vitals. I heard her asking him questions, however he wasn’t responding. That appeared unusual to me, so I sat up and checked out him, and he was nearly utterly out of it. I imply, in a close to catatonic state. He couldn’t transfer, couldn’t hold his eyes open, couldn’t hold his jaw shut, couldn’t transfer his tongue in any respect (and subsequently, couldn’t communicate in any respect), was having labored respiration on the exhale. His face and entire head have been beet purple and fiery sizzling to the contact.

I used to be freaking out. How may he have gone to mattress the evening earlier than feeling simply wonderful, solely to get up feeling and looking out like this???

My thoughts instantly went to the response he needed to the blood stress treatment. I knew this wasn’t COVID. This was a response to one thing they’d given him.

However when the physician got here in, he brushed it off utterly. He wrote the entire thing off to “that is simply what occurs with COVID.” That was utterly unsatisfactory to me. I knew it was a response to one thing, and I used to be so livid that nobody appeared in the slightest degree fazed by his sudden in a single day change.

I requested the nurse about all of his drugs, and he or she went over the whole lot they’d given him. I informed her to cease the blood stress treatment and see if that might make a change as soon as it labored its approach out of his system. After a couple of hours, nothing had modified. He was nonetheless the identical near-catatonic state.

Matt stored making an attempt to talk to me all through the day, however as a result of he couldn’t transfer his jaw or transfer his tongue, I couldn’t perceive something he was making an attempt to say. On three events all through the day, I did handle to make out what he was saying. And every time, he stated, “Will I die?” Speak about ripping my coronary heart out! As a result of fairly truthfully, I didn’t know.

He stayed in that near-catatonic state all day lengthy, with me quizzing the nurse about this treatment and that treatment. Round 5:00pm, I discovered that they’d put a medicine patch on his arm. I known as the nurse and requested about that. It was one other blood stress treatment, so I ripped that off and informed her no extra blood stress treatment!!!!

It doesn’t matter what I did, I couldn’t appear to get them to know that what they have been seeing in him — this sudden change in a single day — was a response to one thing, they usually wanted to resolve it. However it doesn’t matter what I did or stated, all of them appeared utterly unfazed by his situation and his sudden change.

This went on all day and all through the night, as I used to be racking my mind making an attempt to determine what the heck had gone incorrect, and what he was reacting to. By that time on Monday night (after I ripped the treatment patch off of his arm), I had made them cease all drugs, and the one factor left was the saline.

That’s when it dawned on me that the physician had informed us he was switching Matt from common saline (which Matt all the time responds nicely to) to one thing known as lactated ringers. Matt had by no means had lactated ringers earlier than. And as I used to be sitting by his bedside, praying and hoping that I may determine the issue, that’s when it lastly dawned on me that not solely was his entire head beet purple and fiery sizzling to the contact, however so was his left arm. His total left arm…the place the IV was going into his arm!!

I known as the nurse on obligation and had him flip off the IV instantly, after which requested him to provide Matt some common saline. He turned it off at 10:45pm, after which got here again half-hour later with common saline.

Inside half-hour of beginning the common saline, the redness in Matt’s face and arm began to go away, and the temperature of his pores and skin started to return to regular. Inside an hour of getting regular saline, Matt was talking in full sentences that I may really perceive him (for the primary time that total day).

And by 1:00am, he was laughing and joking round with me. And he additionally cried. He cried quite a bit, as he informed me that he was certain he was going to die that day. He knew he was having a response to one thing, however he couldn’t communicate and couldn’t talk in any respect, so he was satisfied that it was going to kill him.

After we each cried and rejoiced in the truth that we discovered the issue, we have been each exhausted and able to get some sleep. On Tuesday morning, Matt was completely wonderful (apart from his blood oxygen being a tad bit low and needing supplemental oxygen for a few days as his physique recovered and received stronger), and he was completely wonderful the remainder of his hospital keep.

Matt was lastly discharged on Thursday, and ever since then, we now have been enjoyable and making an attempt to recuperate from the entire hellish ordeal of those final two weeks.

Matt has nonetheless had some residual weak point, however every day, he will get a little bit stronger. He’ll get there. Day by day is a little bit bit higher than the earlier one.

So suffice it to say that the tip of the 12 months didn’t fairly go as we had deliberate. And I really feel so NOT prepared for 2023. I don’t really feel relaxed. I don’t really feel prepared. I don’t really feel excited and able to get issues began.

I really feel exhausted, and I wish to hibernate for per week. I really feel emotionally and mentally drained. This isn’t fairly how I wished to start out the brand new 12 months. However I’m grateful. I’m so grateful that Matt is doing higher now, and he’s nearly again to his regular self. I’m grateful that we discovered what should be blamed for the issue on the hospital. (The nurse actually informed me that if I hadn’t been there, and if I hadn’t figured it out, Matt would in all probability nonetheless be in that very same catatonic state, and they might have simply thought it was a extremely dangerous case of COVID.) I’m grateful that we’re again at house the place we are able to relaxation from our two-week ordeal.

However I’d want one other week earlier than I can really feel enthusiastic about 2023 and leaping again into home-related initiatives. 🙂 I’m not fairly there but.

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