May rained the entire month and was cold and miserable. We kept trying to find the right time for us and the garden and it never worked out well. Then on May 27th, I thought I was having a heart attack in the middle of the day.
I called my doctor and they said get to the emergency room. So I drove myself 26 miles or so to get there. Got hooked up to an EKG and no heart issues. One chest xray and on CT scan later, and they found a large dense mass in my lower left lung. So home I went with the diagnosis of pneumonia and a prescription for antibiotics.
One week later, and I still feel out of breath and exhausted. Went to the family doctor and he gave me what I thought was a decongestant but it was a cough suppresent. With that at least I could get some sleep so I wasn't so exhausted anymore but still didn't feel right. Had a follow -up appointment with a pulmonologist on July 19 and he didn't like the sound of my lungs, so I had to go back to the hospital for another CT scan.
The mass was unchanged. Still large. Not larger. Not smaller, It didn't look like cancer and frankly the doctor was puzzled. So after that? bronchoscopy. The doctor takes a small tube, shoves it up your nose, and down into your lungs. I was promised that I would be "heavily sedated" but I was aware and awake the whole damn time. So much for that.
Go back in a week to find out the results of the biopsy only to be told they only know what it's not. It's not an infection. It's no fungal. They are pretty sure it's not cancer and they really have no idea. What now then?
I called my doctor and they said get to the emergency room. So I drove myself 26 miles or so to get there. Got hooked up to an EKG and no heart issues. One chest xray and on CT scan later, and they found a large dense mass in my lower left lung. So home I went with the diagnosis of pneumonia and a prescription for antibiotics.
One week later, and I still feel out of breath and exhausted. Went to the family doctor and he gave me what I thought was a decongestant but it was a cough suppresent. With that at least I could get some sleep so I wasn't so exhausted anymore but still didn't feel right. Had a follow -up appointment with a pulmonologist on July 19 and he didn't like the sound of my lungs, so I had to go back to the hospital for another CT scan.
The mass was unchanged. Still large. Not larger. Not smaller, It didn't look like cancer and frankly the doctor was puzzled. So after that? bronchoscopy. The doctor takes a small tube, shoves it up your nose, and down into your lungs. I was promised that I would be "heavily sedated" but I was aware and awake the whole damn time. So much for that.
Go back in a week to find out the results of the biopsy only to be told they only know what it's not. It's not an infection. It's no fungal. They are pretty sure it's not cancer and they really have no idea. What now then?
Prednisone for two weeks and then another chest xray. They are treating with prednisone because they think it's Bronchiolitis obliterans organizing pneumonia (BOOP), also known as cryptogenic organizing pneumonia, is a form of non-infectious pneumonia; more specifically, BOOP is an inflammation of the bronchioles (bronchiolitis) and surrounding tissue in the lungs.
My garden is a shambles. It's been so muggy and humid this summer that staying outside for longer than 15 minutes has me wheezing and struggling to breath.
No tomatoes for sauce or canning. No peppers for making into hot sauce. This year has been a failure. The goats stopped producing enough milk to bother to milk them anymore because of the heat. My rooster got snatched by something over the weekend and he was my last original chicken. And my hens seem to be on strike and we haven't gotten an egg in about a week.
Fuck my farm this year.
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