I'm laying here in bed...let me rephrase that..I'm laying here in MY bed after an incredibly long day. I'm beyond tired and need sleep so I'm going to try and make this as quick as possible.
I had PFT's today and they were 34% which is lower than last week and even lower than when I got admitted. It was already planned that I was going home today anyway because it had been 14 days, I was doing home IVs, and since I was getting oxygen at home, I didn't have to stay in for that. They were at 9:30 this morning and then I waited for an IV med to finish until I started packing. My step-dad showed up around 12:00, we went to lunch, came home, unpacked some, set up my new vest machine (my old one broke: It had 1120.9 hours on it), worked on an essay for class, went to the pharmacy and picked up/dropped of prescriptions, went to class, had my brothers 19th birthday dinner, got hooked up to my IV, started a treatment, Apria showed up to drop off my oxygen, had to learn all the gimmicks of that, did my other IV med, took a shower, and now I'm laying here completely comfortable.
This morning was stressful because a case manager came in and told me that i wouldn't be allowed to get oxygen at home since the recorded all night sats were a week ago and that is too far away from discharge, bbuuut she somehow convinced them and it's in my room as we speak. Also, I was not, and am still not, feeling well at all and I was overwhelmed with dealing with school issues and had to talk on the phone with the disabilities office, but it should all be resolved now.
I have wanted to crawl in my bed and sleep all day, and now that I have the chance, I'm doing this.
I could talk and ramble on about a lot of other things, but I'm not going to do that tonight.
Sleep is calling my name!
P.S. I woke up Saturday morning and my voice was, and still is, completely gone. I miss it.
My oxygen concentrator