The night started out OK. I got my sweet patients back and was doing well. I picked another up at 11 because the charge nurse couldn't handle a full load, Grit my teeth. So I was busy but nice busy.
After the 9th time pulling a lady up in bed my shoulder was screaming. I took a motrin. 20 minutes lates I was having trouble breathing. Used my inhaler. For some reason it really affected me poorly. I got shaking and totally exhausted. I was having chest pain which I get with an asthma attach and really feeling punk. Man I hate feeling this way. I sat in front of a fan but it took a couple of hours before I felt better and I was still having chest pain. My ankles are swollen to double their size so I know I need to be taking my lasix to get some of the fluid off. That is probably part of the problem. Maybe a little failure again. But I don't have time to take the lasix. I want to sleep, I don't want to piddle all day. Whaaaaaa. So I took a pain pill and a sleeping pill and am going to sleep as long as possible before work tonight. I will feel better when I get up. I will!
Did have a sweet thing happen. Our tele tech fosters children. She had a 3 week old who was going to be turned over to her new adoptive parents. This took place in our back room because our tele tech had to work and wanted to say goodbye to the baby. The new parents got to see the baby and hold it for the first time. It brought tears to my eyes. Sweet little baby will get a forever home and the couple looked so happy.