This is part two of a portion of my story. You can read part one here.
I was sure that at some point I would get assigned another program, but it wasn’t happening any too quickly.
In mid-September we were going out of town for a wedding. The wedding was on Friday night. It was a few hours from home so we left Friday morning and attended the wedding and reception that evening. We were invited to a picnic with the family of the bride on Saturday. We had rented a condo in a resort not too far from the festivities and as we were driving home from the reception on Friday night, I felt a twinge in the back of my neck. A mild pain. The beginnings of a headache. I did not drink too much at the reception and was careful to drink plenty of water, but it was late – almost midnight – and I don’t stay up that late. I wrote it off to being tired.
In the middle of the night I woke up with a fever and a horrible sore throat. I could not get warm.
When morning came, I felt better, just a nagging headache. I had no fever, so we went on to the picnic, stayed for the afternoon, but I was really tired.
We went to mass Saturday night at a church in town, stopped to get something to eat, but I really did not feel well. We went back to the condo for the night and would leave the next morning to drive home.
Sunday morning came and I was miserable. John got the car packed and we headed home.
I slept the entire way. And went straight to the couch when we got home. I slept until 3 p.m.
My headache was getting worse and I did not go to work on Monday. In fact, I told John if I was light sensitive, then I would say I had meningitis. I’d had it many years ago and that is how my head and neck hurt. But the lights were not bothering me. So, I assumed that was not the problem.
I went to the doctor Monday afternoon and he said it was a virus and could take 7-10 days to run its course.
I did not go to work on Tuesday or Wednesday. When John came home from work early on Wednesday and found me still in my pajamas and in bed at 3 p.m., we went back to the doctor.
I was immediately sent to the Emergency Room and admitted to the hospital. I did indeed have meningitis.
This head and neck pain associated with meningitis cannot be described. I don’t have words for the pain. I could not turn my head. I could not open my eyes. Every move I made hurt. Unbelievable pain.
I had viral meningitis, so there was no antibiotic that would make me better. I did receive narcotic pain medicine to help with the pain.
I remember very little of my 4 days in the hospital. I should have stayed longer, but I insisted I wanted to come home.
I wanted to be home.
I wanted to resume my normal life.
I wanted…but I would not get what I wanted.
My fall semester wasn’t going as planned. My life wasn’t going as planned.
My PLAN wasn’t going as planned!
My trust muscles were getting a work out.
I’ll be back with more of this story as time permits and my heart can write it out.