Two courses of antibiotics, cipro and amox, ugh I hate taking antibiotics. Seemed like it was clearing up after the first one but…oh joy its back now painful in both lungs!
There were many days I was rocking in bed trying to avoid the unbelievably bad pain. It got to the point I was putting belts across my chest to try and stop the worst of it. Trying to keep coughing attacks under control, cuz if they got out of control thats some spear stabbing pain.
Vomiting daily, no solid food could be eaten.
I’m totally wiped out, muscle mass gone. I can’t even lift my toddler. Pain is gone but still get weird mild fevers and sweating episodes.
I feel for you. I’ve had pneumonia four times over the course of my life, and yeah, it’s as rough as I ever hope to feel. Take care of yourself and don’t overdo.
Mine wasn’t as bad as yours, but it was bad enough. Just walking across living room turned into a chore. Ugh. Glad you are feeling better - it will take awhile but eventually you will get back to normal.
Yeah, been there. Mine turned into pleurisy too. by the end of it I couldn’t even walk to the end of my driveway. I’ll never forget walking into the gorcery store and realizing how BIG it is! Even just steering their little car around the aisles was exhausting.
Hang in there. And if you’re still getting fevers for the luvva mike get back to the doctor!!!
I got food poisioning a few months ago. Fortunately that only lasted about 4 days. I parboiled my foot taking so many steaming hot showers. My skin still ain’t quite right. Though it was a month before I was back to normal. That commercial about “gas station sushi”? They ain’t kidding (well it wasn’t SUSHI but still).
I had pneumonia when I was in first grade. Doctors at the clinic kept telling my parents it was a cold until I stopped holding food and then it was a stomach bug. It went on like that for weeks until my temperature reached a critical level (like 105) and they took me to the ER and refused to leave. I was in the hospital for a few weeks and missed most of first grade even after I got out because I couldn’t breathe the cold MN air. The first time I left my house (grocery trip) my dad had to take off his shirt and give it to me to breathe through.
I’ve gotten it every year since then except the last two.
Went thru a bad bout years ago. The family was threatening to take me to the hospital if the antibiotics didn’t kick in soon. Fortunately the fever broke just in time.
The amazing thing was how long it took to recover. I had expected to take a few days to gradually feel better. Uh-uh. Even two weeks later short walks had be at a slow pace.
And there was the horking stuff up that went on and on …
Glad you’re on the mend, grude, and it is very painful, and recovery is very very slow.
I’ve had a few bouts of pneumonia, but only one was clearly bacterial in origin. Antibiotics kicked it pretty fast, but I think it took about 6 weeks of recovery afterwards to feel somewhat normal again.
Yeah, it’ll wipe you right out, and it takes a while to recover. I’m a big advocate of pneumonia shots now. The shot will mostly prevent one kind of pneumonia, but not the other, but still, you might ask your doctor about it.
You might also want to ask about probiotics. Humans normally have bacteria in our guts to help us digest food, but the antibiotics will kill the good bacteria when they’re killing the bad stuff. Or eat live culture yogurt, if you like it.
My brother got pneumonia in 1966 during a blizzard and I can [barely] remember my mother and aunt packing him in snow in the bath tub to get his temp down until the local doctor could make it to the house to bring him antibiotics. At least while I had pneumonia every year from birth until I was 14 [I would get a cold that rolled into bronchitis then into pneumonia starting in December or January, typically lasting around a month] I never hit the blizzard jackpot.
Though I think the worst experience was when I had it in 94 - mrAru went out to sea just as I went down with it - it kept cycling between almost gone and horrible no matter which crud they fed me to try and kill it. I did end up with pleursy at the very end when it was almost gone.
That sounds awful grude****, but I’m glad you’re past the worst of it.
I don’t really remember it, but I had pneumonia when I was 5 or 6 and picked up mono while in the hospital for the pneumonia. My mom said I was so weak I couldn’t even walk into the hospital. What I do remember is the nurses waking me up in the middle of the night and having me breathe into this thing with weighted balls to test my lung capacity. I don’t recall how much school I missed, but one of my teachers came to visit me. My mom also said people would make comments to her about how skinny I was after I got out of the hospital.
