Now I think I have an unofficial record of admissions to hospitals in 2013. 4 times in 22 days. Tired of being  sick now you may very well say. Started the new year with influenza type A, taken by ambulance from home because I was so bad and placed by the emergency room in Levanger. The doctor sent me to the hospital where I was for 3 hours in the waiting room for a doctor, and when she came I was thrown out ...??!?? apparently not sick enough
Then we filled the car and drove south to my dear, went directly to the emergency room in Lillestrøm and was placed on the hospital there. I was there until the 5.1. Then it was good to get home to my beloved. The idea was that I would be there to have a good time with him and his family until the 20.01.


But we got no further than the 9:01 before I had to go to the doctor again, this time with inflammation in the back they thought. The 14.01 came and I had to take another trip to the doctor again when I got major neurological problems with hands and face, heaviness in the muscles, blood pressure jumped up and down and I got raging heartbeats  All honor to the emergency room in Lillestrom who took this seriously and examined me thoroughly, then I had to go to the hospital again... : P
They took some tests,  CT of the head and rtg of the lungs to rule out stroke, fortunately, it was not. Were present a few days before I got to come home on leave while I waited for them to find a available time for  MRI scan, with instructions to call if there was something more happening to me. They had no idea when I could get the MRI scan since one machine was broken, so the opportunity of taking it in a private rtg Institute was discussed, but we should wait to see the if they had time to do it in hospital, (then it's free of charge)

The plan was that I was to be discharged by tel if I got the MRI scan so that I could use my airline ticket to go home on 20.01 .... So Thursday they called me to offer me MRI scan on one hour's notice, but since I have claustrophobia I have to be medicated first and then it was not enough time, and new waiting began.
Had a great time at my beloveds home and everything was ok, with minimal symptoms (no worse than the start of it begin)
Thursday I get a new phone where I get offered MRI scan on Sunday, but then one hour after I should have been home so I had to check if I got the ticket changed to Monday night, and changed a doctor's appointment I had on Monday. I had to go home then because I had some appointments here at home. Fortunately, this went without too large expense, so then I was able to do the scan on Sunday and have a call from the doctor Monday so I got to hear the answer to the exam.

Then came Thursday night and I became markedly worse and had difficulty swallowing and numbness spread, suddenly I could not use my right  hand  at all. But this happened at night so I didn't want to contact the hospital then, I wanted to sleep in the arms of my beloved one night before I consulted with the doctor. It is much healthier to sleep in safe good loving arms than in a hard uncomfortable hospital bed;) Do not recommend  of the beds in the hospital, but everything else was impeccable. Great staff, nurses I renamed  my angels, and everything from cleaning staff to clean kitchen help were great people with great care for the patients ..

When I called on Friday morning I spoke with a wonderful nurse at the hospital wing that I was sign in under. She  talked to the doctor and called me back telling me to come in and take a lumbar puncture. I was in such bad shape that I didn't get to go home, but had to be there until further tests was done. The symptoms came and went, but I'm glad that someone invented the walker, it was good to have when my feet failed. There was a chance that I wasn't going to get home on  Monday, because in the morning I had to have a walker to walk safely across the floor without my feet betrayed me. But a doctor visit, came and since they had not found an answer on MRI scan or received any conclusions based on the lumbar puncture I got home.

My beloved picked me up at the hospital and we got a few hours before the plane was leaving. There was one lucky dog that meet me when I came in the door, he jumped around on the floor and and beeped, before he jumped up and gave me a long good hug. He didn't leave my side afterwards. And he was overjoyed when I managed to be going for a walk with him and my beloved. It is quite obvious that he likes it when we walk together all three because he bounces around like a puppy in pure bliss.

The journey home was tiring, I was not home until at was 0:45 last night. Luckily I have a great landlord who unlocked the door to me since I had left my keys in the car to my dear. (blush) Typical me when I'm  traveling somewhere, almost like a fever.


Today has been tiering, with some increased symptoms but I stay at home and take it easy. Have been in contact with the help office to get help and facilitating at home. so that I can get help with what I need thankfully. It will be good. So we'll see what they find out eventually. I have an appointment to go to the hospital on Thursday to get KIOVIG (immune drug) treatment for immunodeficiency and it will be very good as it will make me feel better.
Now I have chatted enough here and I'm going to find my bed for the night.
sweet dreams