Well, we've been remiss in
our updates. It's been an intense week. I was doing better, then got
worse, and am now doing better again. The bullet points go something like
this:
- Thursday - Friday: Jen feeling better after headache
and puke fest. She goes back to walking the halls, and she tests out eating toast.
- Friday night: Tony mostly slumbers, while
Jen sprints Hourly to the toilet. Colon working, but overdoing it. No more
than 1 hour sleep intervals.
- Saturday: Hourly sprints turn into 20 minute
mega sprints. Not happy. Jen is reminded of time she ate bad green chutney
from a street vendor in India (it was so good! and then it was so bad!),
except this is much, much worse. Doc sends stool sample to test for Clostridium difficile,
or C. diff, just to be safe. No one thinks Jen has it, since she had only 1
dose of antibiotics, and has been taking Saccaromyces boulardii, a
probiotic prescribed specifically to ward off C. diff.
- Sunday - 1:30 a.m.: Test results for Clostridicum
difficile come back positive. Jen and Tony consult Dr. Google, experience growing anxiety reading tales of colitis, toxic megacolon, and death.
- Sunday: Jen and Tony talk to actual doctor. Jen starts IV antibiotics. Begins to feel slightly better.
- Monday: Dr. Whiteford shocked at Jen's super awesome luck. IV antibiotics change to oral antibiotics, so he can get Jen "away from these sick people."
- Tuesday - Evening: HOME!! Extreme happiness. Jen sheds tears of
joy at sight of lovely home and sweet cats. Mama Jane picks up 10 day supply of Flagyl for Jen - worst
antibiotic ever.
- Tuesday - Beyond: Jen battles intense nausea caused by
both C. diff and Flagyl. Sleeps, manages suite of meds and supplements, walks a couple of circles around the house (staying within sprinting range of
toilet, just in case), eats gentle foods prepared by Mom, reads, repeats.
Monitors body for recurrent symptoms. Hopes that awful antibiotics
work and resorting to fecal transplant is not required. Marvels at crappy
luck while experiencing simultaneous gratitude that things are not worse.
Much love to you all.
Thanks for your support, near and far!
