Saw my pain doctor today, we looked at my recent blood tests...
I have new initials to add to my medical resume: CMV. Stands for "Cytomegalovirus".
It is a virus, and nothing can be done about it, just has to run it's course. I had it seven years ago, as well, after my c-section with Azriel. It takes six weeks to three months to run it's course. It causes tremendous fatigue, and... swollen glands. That can explain the gland problem I've been having for quite some time now. A month? Dr. Z said that he doesn't know of swollen glands being a side effect of the pain meds I am taking, but my GP said it could be. Who knows.
As far as the problem of the drug-induced constipation, we are still looking
for a solution. I am trying something these past few days which is sort
of working, but I may try something else in a few days. What I *do*
know, that it won't be castor oil!
It is what it is. I still gotta move on with life, and rest whenever possible. Like now. I am sooooo exhausted.
- Be'er Sheva, Israel
- Being a doula, I regularly witness miracles. I see blood, sweat and tears, and at the same time, euphoric joy and awe. I help birth babies. I'm also an established orchestra musician, and a religious Zionist. In May 2007 I almost died. I had hernia surgery, and developed an infection 4 days later. It progressed to Necrotizing Faciitis (NF) and I landed in the ICU on a respirator. I woke up from the coma, slowly understanding that I had serious body damage, but everyone was glad to see me alive. Slowly the implications sunk in. While in hospital, my SIL started a website hosted by CaringBridge.org to inform friends and family of progress. When I came home, I took over writing. The posts were filled with blood, sweat, fears, and many tears. It started to feel like I was blogging, rather than simply disseminating information on my well being. This blog was born, about the next phase of healing. The original illness is over, but in the aftermath, I am fighting more rare diseases, and needing more surgeries. There are elements of illness-induced loneliness and pain, as well as plenty of faith and hope. I invite you to join me on my journey!