I have spent today in the company of the NHS. I have been like the living dead for a few days and have never felt so ill in my life. I didnt want to bother the Doctor so I waited until I just couldnt take any more - which was this morning after 3 nights and days without sleep cos I cant breathe properly and it hurts so much to cough.
I got to the Doctors at 11.20 am. I was immediately sent to the Hospital for x-rays etc and, by 2.30 pm I was on antibiotics, pain relief and had a diagnosis of Pneumonia and pleurisy.
I dont know whether I am relieved to actually know that I wasnt being a coward but am really ill. I am quite scared cos it is so painful and overwhelming.
To add to the whole experience, they suspect a blood clot in my lungs too so I have had 2 injections of a blood thinner and have to go back tomorrow for a CT scan - apparently I have 'sticky blood', whatever that is.
The NHS people were fantastic, from my Doctor, to the consultant, nurses and everyone involved. I cannot praise them highly enough. Even the nurse taking all the blood samples was fast and gentle. Thank God for the NHS!!!
I'm off to resume dying and sounding like a consumptive on my sofa cos I cant breathe properly unless I sit up. I will catch up again when the antibiotics etc have kicked in : )