So today, is Friday, the afternoon before Passover (and Easter for some of you) and I am waiting at the doctor’s office. If you know anything about me, you will know that I absolutely never go to the doctor unless I really feel terrible. So, guess , what? I feel terrible.
Not even a month ago, I was there, (actually, it was at the end of February, when I came back from my trip to Virginia,) and was I diagnosed with bronchitis after having been in 4 degree weather! I was prescribed antibiotics and had a chest x-ray done.
Now, I am going back because it appears that I have not gotten any better. After taking the prescribed antibiotics for 10 days, I still did not feel better and called the doctor’s office to complain. The doctor told me I had a slight inflammation of the pleura. Yeah, that’s what I said, “What the heck is the ‘pleura’?!” Just think of when you’re cooking and preparing a boneless chicken breast, that very thin lining around the breast of the chicken, well, we have that same lining in our lungs. Anyway, the doctor told me this lining was inflamed and that I should take steroids to reduce the inflammation, since I was finished with the antibiotics.
So, here I am almost two months later, and I am still not feeling well, plus the pain on the right side of my chest has not subsided, actually it has gotten much worse. It seems the pleura is still very inflamed. It only leads me to wonder, if my body is now immune to antibiotics or just has a lowered immune system, after my craniotomy, but that’s a whole other story/blog!
Of course, all these strange pains and my feeling bad for so long, only lead me to have a battle in my brain, between positive thinking and that “little voice” that leads me to negative thoughts.