The results (so far) from my bronchoscopy and the actions taken because of them: Pneumocystis Before I even left the hospital on the 14th I had been diagnosed with pneumocystis. From research I’ve done, it is another fungal infection. I saw a note somewhere in my medical portal that said it is a “rare” pneumocystis, so look at me being all special and everything. No one can say I’m not rare now. How we’re treating it: With a lot of…
June 13-14 I had a scheduled stay at the hospital. They have wanted me to stay for two nights and I went into the “trip” knowing I did not plan to stay two nights if I could help it. They wanted to do a bronchoscopy to see if I still have mycobacterium growing inside of me. I was as okay with the bronchoscopy as I was going to be, but I was not thrilled about staying the night at the…
It’s been a long week. I feel like I hardly got anything done. I haven’t been home to do anything. I’ve worked both of my jobs and I’ve helped get ready for my best friend’s wedding but I still feel like I have gotten nowhere. Except, I have been working through an email series by Carolyn Watts called “An Invitation to Rest”. I found it after reading a blog post called “When life takes a detour“. It was very timely…
We crawled out of bed at 4:40 in the morning. We were going to the beach. I am not a fan of early mornings. Even being surrounded by some of the people I love the most, I was not a happy camper, or, I suppose in this case, beach goer. We hit the road a little after five, stopping at a gas station soon after getting into Maryland to fill up on gas and grab some food for the trip….
Sunday, May 19, 2019 started like any normal Sunday, except for the fact that it didn’t at all. I suppose waking up to Andrew’s alarm was normal enough, but not going to church was not normal. My best friend, Kiara, graduated that morning, so I was going to support her at ten o’clock instead of going to church. I got ready as usual, but instead of getting in my car to drive a few blocks to church, I drove thirty…
The beginning is a good place to start. If only I knew where that was. I find it ironic I am starting when a lot of other things are ending. School is ending, I have friends graduating high school and college, the Wednesday night program at my church is ending for the school year, and Shekinah (the ballet company I participate in and help teach) is on a break. Life is slowing down for a lot of people, which is…