So remember that time when I said I will "kick this cold's butt"? Well, it beat me to the kick.

I woke up with a tad of a fever yesterday morning (and a grotesque swelling under my ear to boot!) so I decided there wasn't any harm in going to clinic (since I literally live down the street) and making sure everything was A-ok. Here's what I fully expected: pfts: the same, weight: slightly down, follow up: keep an eye on yourself and come back in a week. Dandy.

Unfortunately this hypothetical scenario did not pan out at all. My weight dropped a tad and my pfts took a dive from my usual 27-28% (.80 L) to 22% (.65 L), which is the lowest they have ever been, and this includes the time I was oxygen dependent. A scary number to see, but at least I don't feel like my number.

Initially the doc discussed doing orals antibiotics (the same ones I just finished two weeks ago). But I looked at my numbers and told her that I felt I should go directly on IVs since a- 6% is a huge drop for someone with low lung function and someone who has been completely stable for over a year and b- once my pfts drop, I rarely gain them back with a course of oral antibiotics. She immediately agreed and we are planning either a brief hospital stay followed by homecare or (more likely, since there are no beds) directly going to homecare.

I ended up feeling much better today (which messes with my head!) and considered bailing on IVs altogether. But I think those numbers alone are enough of a reason to go on IVs.

So that's the action plan! Time for a tune up. I'm very fortunate that my internship has been very understanding and I can do a lot of my work remotely (yay web internships!). Let's hope for a brief and successful course of IVs!

P.S. NO this is not sympathy lung symptoms for H. Although she tells me that mimicking can be flattering lol.