Hey Friends! It’s been a few days hasn’t it?
It’s been a tough couple of weeks in the Life as Mr. & Mrs. household. You may remember that my hubby got sick at Christmas; nothing too serious, just a bad head cold. The cold came back after a couple of weeks…then eventually went away again. Then it came back…and this time it was bronchitis. Still nothing too serious, but definitely a pain. After a few trips to the doctor, his bronchitis never went away and instead turned into an infection in his lungs.
After another few trips to the doctor, a chest x-ray, a lot of antibiotics and a dose of steroids, my poor hubs still wasn’t well and this weekend everything went from bad to worse. It wasn’t pneumonia, we knew that. Just a really bad viral infection (which is why none of the antibiotics worked). To say the poor guy was absolutely miserable is an understatement. Around 3 a.m. on Sunday morning his breathing was so strained that I wanted to take him to the Emergency Room, but he refused go (even sick, he’s still stubborn). I could hear the wheezing and the struggle he had trying to take a breath – it was terrifying.
The same thought kept going through my head. What if he fell asleep and stopped breathing? I know this was probably an extreme thought at the time, but my scared, sleep-deprived self didn’t know what to do. We’d been up all night and were both so exhausted (we’d had many sleepless nights before this). I tried staying awake with him and failed at that (yea I know, wife of the year, right?) He had an inhaler from his previous round bronchitis and that’s the only thing that made the night bearable for him.
We went to the doctor first thing on Monday morning and they gave him a breathing treatment and another round of steroids. They even let us take the nebulizer home with us so that he could continue to use it for the next few days. It’s been a saving grace, I tell you! I stayed home with him on Monday and Tuesday and he finally (finally!) seems to be coming around to his normal self. I can only pray it stays this way.
Although a really bad battle with bronchitis and a viral infection are definitely not the worst things that could happen, experiences like this have a way of putting things into perspective. This is the first of many battles we’ll have together as husband and wife. Even as tough as this was, I do believe it made us stronger and I feel comforted knowing that when things get rough, we can be a team. They say your first year of marriage is always the toughest – perhaps they’re right, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
What kind of experiences did you face your first year of marriage?