Last Saturday we drove to Sacramento and got to attend Dallin’s good friends wedding. It was so much fun to just get to be as the two of us all day and night.
When we left the wedding I thought I had mastitis as I was engorged and I felt some flu like symptoms coming on. My back was aching ect.
Fast forward to Wednesday night. After attending a friends b-day party and seeing my mom before her operation. I was lying on my couch in my bedroom trying to speak with my online dr. With every breath that I took it felt like there was a knife stabbing me in my back and on the side under my armpit. I felt like I was having a heart attack. The dr. told me to get into the er asap. I started to panic as it became harder and more painful to breath. My back was arched and my head out the window trying to get more air as we sped to the er.
They wheeled me immediately into X-rays to see if I had a broken rib or collapsed lung. I also kept saying that it felt like my chest implant was being ripped out of the muscle. I have been coughing for 3 weeks now and have had no voice. I was put on oxygen. And my blood was tested to test for infections.
It was the scariest moment of my life and most pain I have ever experienced to date.
At this time we are treating me with pain meds and antibiotics, for it is very painful to breathe let alone cough.
I am unable to take steroids and anti-inflammatories which would be nice to speed up the healing process, which is usually how costochondritis is treated.
It has only been a day since my attack and I can already feel my voice coming back, although I cannot sing, it is like music to my ears.
I will never go that long without seeing a dr. or getting medical attention. Sometimes things don’t heal themselves.
I am very grateful to be on the up side of my health. For your biggest wealth is your health!