Guess where I am??

I didn't make it till Monday :(

I woke up this morning and it was just down hill from there. I was tight all day and I just couldn't get comfortable. Nothing I did made me feel better including my breathing treatments.

Around 1:00pm I started to call Danny who was working and he wasn't answering his phone (he was working on a roof today so its understandable he couldn't answer) but I was home alone and I started to get upset wondering what I was going to do...which didn't help the breathing any.

Then by some miracle my parents pull in my driveway. They were driving home from my brothers wrestling match and decided to stop in to say hello (remember they live an hour away from me.) I just started to cry when I saw my mom because I was SO happy to see her. I knew she would help me feel better.

So she called my docs answering service and paged the dr on call and told him I needed to be admitted today. She then she called Danny's brother (who he was working with) and told Danny I wasn't feeling good so he came home. While we were waiting for Danny my mom packed my bag for me so it was ready.

Needless to say, I am in the hospital. I hadn't ate or drank anything all day (when you can't breath you don't really have an appetite) but once I got settled here I felt hungry almost right away so I had a grilled cheese and some french fries.

I won't get to see my doctor till Monday but at least I am able to relax and breath a little easier. Its crazy how I can go from yesterday were I felt a little crappy to today feeling completely horrible. It really makes you thankful for the days where you feel even a little ok.