It has been an eventful week in the Phelps/Jessie household. Sunday night I got put on call at work due to low census because of Easter. I was glad to be put on call because I wasn't feeling well. I was already on my way to work when they called so I turned around and headed back home. I called Bobby to see if he wanted me to stop & pick up supper; since it was just him & me for the night. I stopped and got pizza on the way home. I laid around on the couch and read some on my book until we went to bed. I took some cough syrup before going to bed because I had a nagging cough. I woke up around 2:30 am and thought I was dying. I couldn't catch my breath, my heart was racing, had to run to the bathroom because I was sick at my stomach and felt like I was going to pass out. I finally gain my composure & was able to get back to bed. I woke Bobby up & told him if I didn't get to feeling better he was going to have to get up and take me to the ER. I was up three more times before six am. I finally woke Bobby up to take me to the ER. My whole body was blood red like I had a horrible sunburn. My skin was hot to the touch. When we got to the ER I didn't have a fever, but my body was on fire. My heart was still racing, but had slowed down to 113. They drew blood to run some lab work, did an EKG of my heart & gave me a shot. They said all my lab work & EKG looked good. They sent me home on allergy medication for the next twenty four hours. They said I had an allergic reaction to something; they thought it was the cough syrup I took before bedtime. I laid around all day Monday due to having so much medication in me.
Tuesday morning I woke up still feeling yucky. I felt like I had pneumonia. My chest hurt every time I coughed. This continued all week & I am still coughing my head off. I have taken all kinds of over the counter medicine to try to break all the crud in my chest up. Nothing seems to work. I have been taking Nyquil at night to try to help me sleep, but still cough my head off. At one time I told Bobby I would have to get better to die. I have felt like crap all week.
Haylee is on Spring Break this week so she stay at the house Tuesday night through Friday morning. She had a cold and wasn't feeling well either, so most days we laid around watching TV.
Friday morning Morgan woke up vomiting so I kept her home from school. I think she may have had something settle on her stomach wrong. By nine am she was fine & bouncing off the walls.
On Friday Bobby took off work to go get fitted for his tux. It was the first time I had been out of the house since going to the ER on Monday. After getting his fitted for his tux we decided to enjoy the beautiful day out & about. We spent the day sightseeing & visiting. On the way home all the stuff in my chest started breaking up...to make a long story short I was spitting out the window & my glasses flew off my head. Bobby turned around to go back to look for them. We (or he) walked up & down the road for almost two hours looking for my glasses. I tried to help him, but I am blind without my glasses. We never found them :( We had to go to Walmart to get groceries before we went home. I tried to get him to wait until the weekend because I didn't want to walk around Walmart & not be able to see. He wanted to go ahead & get the groceries while we were that close. He was wonderful about guiding me through Walmart. I couldn't see anything & he stayed right by my side. While we where there we also picked up my wedding band (after 2 months of waiting).
Saturday morning we got up & went to look for my glasses again. They had mowed the side of the road early this morning, so if they had been there...they were now gone :( Then we went and put a basketball goal up for his cousin. While he was putting it together I went tanning. After he got finished we went to his mom & dad's to visit for a while. Then we headed to eat BBQ in T-ville. On the way home he stopped by his cousin's house to visit.
Sunday we headed to work to finish Bobby's van. After getting finished working we headed home to cook on the grill. His mom, dad & niece came up to eat with us.
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