In case I haven’t ever said, I live in the Panhandle of Florida. That’s right! Where we had a tremendous hurricane last week. From what we have seen of pictures south/west of us and then east, we know that we were truly spared. Foolishly, I thought since my home that was God-given and was only two years old, it would sustain against those winds. I was shocked to read this morning of the different building codes in Florida. Only South Florida is required to build houses or buildings to stand up to such powerful storms!! If ever a storm enters the gulf again, that even looks like it’s coming close, we are going to be smart and evacuate! We are not in an evacuation area, or flood zone, but obviously with the damage done by this storm, it would not have mattered. I know there are still a lot of people missing, especially in Lynn Haven and Mexico Beach. Please pray that they are safe. The first responders are still finding people in desperate circumstances every day.
I also mentioned my asthma. Hurricanes brings low barometric pressure which apparently my lungs don’t like at all. I couldn’t quit coughing, my blood pressure was up and down. The week before, it had been extremely low. Now it was fluctuating, but my highs were on the bottom, which I know aren’t good and hurt my head! I was so thankful when my home healthcare service called and said they were sending a nurse to check on me. I had tried to reach my doctor, but his office was in Panama City by the hospital and I don’t know if it is still standing.
This was a new nurse to me so she had a lot of questions. I just kept coughing. When she finally listened to me and couldn’t really hear me moving air, she insisted that we go to the hospital. Last thing I wanted or felt like doing. My regular hospital was only taking trauma or stroke victims then. So we went. I have to say that first rate healthcare is something we take for granted in our country and we should not. At least I have always gone to a great hospital that could see to me right away. If I had not had my own oxygen, I don’t know what I would done as it was 2 hours before I got any treatments-even a breathing treatment! I hope I don’t have to go back. I am grateful for the medicine I did get. I did have to tell them what to give me though. What an interesting experience. It certainly made me thankful!! And thankful that the nurse made me go as I was sicker than I thought.
That was last Friday. Today of course is Tuesday night. I was finally able to see my new PA with the office where I get my Xolair. It too had been delayed by the storm, so I don’t get it until tomorrow, three weeks late for many different issues! Something else that definitely contributed to this. I have to say that she was one of the most thorough PAs or doctors that I have ever spoken with. She checked every one of my medicines for interactions and for cardiac issues. It seems that my heart isn’t a whole lot better than my lungs unfortunately! My husband has congested heart failure and with Entresto, they have been able to get his heart refraction up to 50%. I was told that mine is 57% from my last Echo Cardiogram. So now we know why I have the overwhelming fatigue! Between the two, I definitely don’t get enough oxygen anywhere!
STILL, I must say, my LORD GOD is in control! I am not panicked. I am at peace. I can work a little as a I get better and I can continue my Bible study and my writing. Even more, I can love and pray for my family and friends and extended friends.