Hey everyone! Wow there’s a lot to catch you up on about my life across the pond. So I’ll start with the fun and move into the more… interesting details. So hang in there, there’s a lot of information to give you and please know that I still don’t have all the answers, so bear with me through this post. π All I can say is that I am really and truly blessed, and I simply love my Japamily (my friends here that have become like family to me). I’m so grateful for all of them, and I’ll explain why. π
So the fun part. On Wednesday night Heather and I went to a concert with Jason Michael Carroll and Edwin McCain. The music was fun and it was nice to do something different. These two artists were happy to come to our tiny base and play for us- mostly wives and families left behind and they continuously thanked us for the sacrifices we make. To be honest, it’s still weird that people thank me- I don’t really do anything but live. I’m just kinda along for the ride. Dan is the one who works all the time, gets deployed and has a dangerous job. Me, I’m just here. I go to my job, I cook, I clean, and I’m lucky enough to be Dan’s wife- have I mentioned that my husband is truly my best friend?? But yeah, the concert was really awesome.
However, once the concert was over things become.. interesting. It was the beginning of something bigger, I just didn’t know it yet. Remember how I’ve been mentioning that I’m not feeling well? Well… that’s not really going away, in fact it’s getting worse. After the concert I had a dizzy spell that lasted a good 30 to 40 minutes till we left- we stayed to meet the artists (see below). However, the entire way down to meet said artists, I couldn’t really stand- so I sat in the rows all the way down. It actually got pretty rough. Heather had to help me out of the theater and my knees were trying to give out. I brushed it off, I mean I’ve been having dizzy spells for a while and almost passing out is normal at this point (almost a month now).
So let’s jump ahead to Friday, that’s where all the fun is anyway. π I got up and went to work just like I normally do, but something felt different. I just couldn’t put my hand on it. Over the past couple of weeks I’ve not only developed the dizzy, lightheaded, almost passing out thing, but now my body convulsing and shaking but me being fully conscience for the episode has begun. It’s a great time (sarcasm intended). I was at work and my coworkers have watched me slowly degrade, however I was in the back with one, and I began to get weak and shake, she got me a chair and asked if I was ok. I told her I really wasn’t but that I would be OK. She asked, “What do you need” and I said, “I don’t want to tell you.” At this point she was frustrated (she’s a mom) and she said, “No, tell me honestly what you need.” So I told her I believed I needed to go to the hospital. I told her not to worry and I’d go later. (Yes people, I’m that dedicated to work that I would put off my health to be there at the office…) She had to help me back to my office and on the way I almost fully collapsed. By the time we got to my office I was fully convulsing so she called the ambulance. That’s right, I was taken by ambulance to the base clinic. At the same time the ambulance showed up, I got a message from Dan- so I was trying to inform him as we went, which the EMTs and the doctors weren’t fond of- but if it were their families I have a feeling they would’ve had a different thought Β process.
Once I was at the clinic, I was seen by a lot of people, and they did a batter of tests. As I was still convulsing, dizzy, and starting with blurry vision, I heard the doctor say, “She’s fine, she just needs to go home and rest.” Thank God my ombudsman was present and alert enough to respond, “Are you sure that’s the best plan? She doesn’t look OK to me”. So he ended up sending me to the emergency room at the bigger base (about 45 minutes away). It was a long night and basically the first time (yes there was a first time) the doctors thought I was stressed and anxious and basically crazy. I re-checked in with a new staff (they had a shift change) and was finally admitted, but again not taken seriously- they treated me like I was crazy and like nothing was wrong, even though it was pretty clear that something wasn’t right.
Saturday I was discharged from the hospital and sent home. Even though it’s pretty clear I’m not really fit to live alone. Medical here is requiring me to rely pretty heavily on my friends- or really my Japamily as I call them. π Since going to the ER, Heather hasn’t left my side. On Sunday, my ombudsman (who was the one to bring us home from the hospital) stopped by, along with Melissa. Then April stopped by and brought me a lovely card and sugar free ice-cream and sugar free chocolate chips (she knows the way to my heart). Mrs. Esther and Dani stopped by and brought a cucumber from their garden and said they’d check in on Monday. So just on Sunday alone, I had a group of people wanting to check in on me.
Then Monday rolled around. Erika stopped by, she brought me a wonderful card and these gorgeous flowers that she arranged herself. They make my table look so lovely. She also stayed with me for a while. Mrs. Esther brought me dinner (A veggie dish since she knows I can’t eat white flour or sugar) and Dani brought some movies. Erika and Dani stayed with me while Heather was able to go up to her apartment to get some things done there. We watched “Just Like Heaven” and Erika was super sweet and helped get dinner warmed and ready, she and Dani were really great company. I felt so loved, all these people are coming around me and willing to help- they are truly family to me.
Anyway, so basically I am now out of work (my doctor has it till next Monday now but it will probably be longer). All of my tests are coming back normal, but how I feel is exactly how I felt back in college when I was diagnosed with Lyme disease. Dan has been really worried and his command is even considering sending him home. My symptoms come and go, but at this point it’s not been good. My memory isn’t good, but my friends say that while I have good moments, I am progressively digressing. The doctors are waiting for my Lyme tests to come back (I don’t trust the ones they’re running, but I have to wait for them to come back before they do a CD57) so prayerfully they can figure it out (even though I’m pretty sure it’s Lyme) and start treatment. Getting military doctors to move quickly seems impossible- luckily I know who is truly my physician. π
So for those of you who have been praying for us, please continue. Pray for Dan as he is still out at sea and he’s not happy with how medical has been treating me (especially that they verbally tell me not to drive, that I’m unfit to live alone and more but they put in my notes that I’m fine which keeps him on the ship). It’s been really hard for him since he can’t be here with me but he hears what I’m dealing with. Also, please pray for Heather and my Japamily as I am being required to rely on them to help take care of me while the doctors look for what is putting me in this state. Lastly, please continue to pray for me. It’s hard for me to rely on others, and it’s hard for me accept that I’m even ill. Thank you for all your prayers and know that they mean more to us than we could fully express. We love you all and I promise to keep you up to date with our little lives. π