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We had a very nice Thanksgiving. Sister-in-law Sally was so kind as she is every year to host the dinner. I only had to bring 4 pies, cheese balls and crackers and then I put to gather a little craft for all the kids to do. I always hate the in between clean up and pie time for kids, they seem to get board, and they seemed to enjoy to craft. So anyway even though not all my kids and a few in-laws couldn't make it, it was a day I was thankful for family and health.
I maybe had overdone it just a bit the day before, but I still felt like I was healing and moving around better.
Then Friday hit. The grand kids were there, Jodi and Trevor were still there but except for a little tired I was OK.
By Friday evening I started to chill and was running a low fever, then the nausea, then the worst headache I have ever had along with the stiff head and complete in-ability to move it. After a very long night of not knowing what to do finally I said at 4am I have to go to the hospital. I was enable to get in Kim's car due to the head and neck so we actually had to call for ambulance transport.
After all the blood work and IV's then a Lumbar Puncture, I was told I had Meningitis and needed an MRI to look at my back surgical site, which had never looked bad nor had increase in pain. Then after that I was told I needed surgery!!! 2 back surgies 13 days apart.
They kept me extremal sedated, due to the headache, until the surgery.
So I came home on the Dec. 1st. My family has been more than wonderful, with tending me, & helping, Mel took down all the thanksgiving decorations, Jodi finished some shopping, Matt and Jenn tended one night and then tonight Gordon and Jessica came over and did 90% of my Christmas decorating. I am so appreciative for all they've done. I can't forget Kim, he dusted and cleaned yesterday, and has kept the laundry up and things cleaned up, and of-course helped with many activities I couldn't do at first. He even washed my hair in the hospital, it had been 5 days since I could wash and then have the ability to curl. I was exhausted but felt so good.
I would be lieing if I said it hasn't been hard, because it has. I have cried more than I should, I keep having pitty parties and then think about how much worse it could have been. I am tied down to home antibiotics for an indefinite length of time, but I know I have been blessed and watched over and I just have to have faith and be strong.
