Pneumonia

So far, 2012 hasn’t been the best. Actually the past month has been pretty tough. Well, now that I think about it, the past 2 months have been pretty tough. The Friday before Christmas I woke up feeling awful. I was achy and coughing. However, I wanted to make the Holidays special for the kids. So I dragged myself out of bed and up to Provo to go Ice Skating. Big Mistake!! That night while we were at dinner, I started to get the chills. We abruptly left for home. That night was horrible. I was up every other hour taking hot baths to try and warm up. We almost didn’t go to Richfield for Christmas Eve. I was miserable. I spent the day on the chair. Christmas morning came and I asked Matt to give me a blessing so I could go to Church. I got progressively worse until I had pneumonia. I spent the next 10 days in bed. I was pretty stir crazy. I told Matt I needed to get out of the house, so he loaded me up in the car. I got about 5 blocks out when I told him I needed to get back in bed. People from the ward brought by food and home remedies. I was so sick poor Bailee went to school without her hair done. I couldn’t even get out of bed long enough to help her get ready. After 10 days I forced myself to go back to work. I did okay the first week. However, the next Tuesday, I started to feel awful again, only this time it was much, much worse. Once again I spent the next week in bed. I couldn’t take it any longer, I had Matt make an appointment up at the Vivint clinic and we headed up on Friday. By Friday morning, I couldn’t stop shaking or throwing up. I scared the kids so bad that as we were leaving Jeremy said, “Mom, if I never see you again, I want you to know that I love you.” I tried to comfort him, but I couldn’t stop shaking. It was a rough trip up to the hospital, but very worth it. The doctor looked me over and gave me a bunch of antibiotics. Not to mention cough syrup, pain killers, and nausea medication. I noticed a difference the next day. Holly came down on Saturday for a college day. Matt dragged our bed downstairs and we spent the day watching Chuck and old college movies. I went back to work on Tuesday. I’m still not doing very well. It takes all of my energy to go to work for the day and usually when I get home I go straight to bed and sleep through the night. I now know what it feels like to be an elderly person. I look out the window and debate about whether it is too cold to go out and get the mail (I usually send one of the kids). Because I don’t want to get worse. However, spending so much time in bed has given me the opportunity to slow down and really contemplate my life and all my many blessings. I have never been so sick in my life, but I am grateful for the comfort the Holy Ghost and my Heavenly Father gave me during those hardest times. I know He lives and that He loves me and will do anything to comfort me, all I have to do is ask. It has been a hard couple of months for our family, but our blessings far out weigh any trial or difficulty we have faced so far. It hasn’t been very fun, but we have become better because of it, and for that I am grateful.