Two or three days earlier, I had been to clinic and told I had an UTI and was given meds but could not drink or eat after the first day because I was running a 103 degree temperature; so, on Sunday, we went to the ,ER and my body let go and my blood pressure dropped, my heart went into afib and failed, and my kidneys failed. I had a team of about 8 doctors and nurses working on me, that I could see and just as a precaution, one doctor inserted a central line into my body which was connected directly to an artery so fluids and meds could be pushed into me quicker. After being stable for several hours, I was transported to an ICU room/area where they would continue to monitor me. My teams of doctors were unable to find the source of the infections.
Day 2 - Monday
I spent the entire day in ICU and was constantly being monitored and was unable to sit in a chair but could raise the back of my bed. Doctors took a COVID test to rule that out as a source of the infection but because I had responded so quickly did not think I had the disease. Forced to lay on my back or one or both of my sides, my lower back pain increased and when I mentioned was told that my infection could have made it worse. I ate my first meal in ICU but was still not very hungry even after not eating for 3 days. Late that evening, I was released from ICU and was given a private room on the heart floor of the hospital and it is in this room where I had my first bowel movement.
Day 3/4 - Tuesday/Wednesday
Both these days were pretty much the same where I actually saw the nurses more than I did in ICU as they administered antibiotics and other fluids and meds at random hours, at least to me, of the day and/or night but obvious being woke up for a blood pressure test at 1 am and then again at 4 am does not make any sense.
It was during these two days that I saw the biggest contradiction to what was going on between the various nurses and how they respond to you. Some, I thought, simply had no purpose being there in any aspect of their job as far as I was concerned.
On Wednesday, my wife and I walked around the perimeter of the floor which really made me feel like I was making progress. Although, ever since arriving to the main hospital, I have had the freedom to use my my bed, my lounge chair, or my couch all of which are in my room.
Day 5 - Thursday//TRANSITION DAY
I have been stable for several days and it is time for me to be released... quite possibly on Friday. But, my new nurse for the evening told me that my MRI cannot be scheduled until Monday and the doctor is looking into the possibility of releasing me and having me return but I will just have to wait and see.
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