Staring at the ceiling

I'm in bed, attempting to rest because I was diagnosed with pneumonia and to be up is exhausting. Have you ever laid in bed wondering what on earth you could find different on the ceiling then when you looked at it 2 minutes prior?

I've been doing my best to rest, but after awhile, you run out of energy for sleep. I know this may sound very strange for a sleep deprived mom, but I am not the type to just sit around. I'm on the go, working throughout the day.

I've had Phil home today as walking 100ft made me so dizzy I couldn't get back, and one must use the restroom at least once an hour or so, right? I couldn't have managed the day on my own. I feel so much better then this time last night. We are thankful for that.

As an asthmatic, pneumonia can come on quickly. I really think it started several days ago. I started getting what I call an asthmatic cough. It's a deep, somewhat juicy cough. Then, Monday night, I went to a meeting where the heat was not working and I froze for 3 hours (besides how cold it was outside). I couldn't get warm. I warmed up some in the car on the way home, but then had to get out of the car to come into the house and it ended up being about 3 am before I finally got thawed out. Then it was time to get up again. I felt issues with my lungs and needed to use my nebulizer. I felt like I had fluid in my lungs. Yesterday morning, I decided to workout and see if that would help. It didn't, so I went to the health center on campus. After 2 hours there (with BOTH kids...can we say frustrating?), they diagnosed me with pneumonia. While there, they gave me a breathing treatment, prednisone medicine (one of the worst meds I've ever taken...), a shot of antibiotic (since I can't take antibiotics orally due to a severe intolerance - it eats up the lining of my stomach and I throw up, which then causes even more excruciating pain). The antibiotic shot is a VERY painful shot. It makes a tetanus shot seem like a cakewalk. (That’s with them even using lydocane, which numbs it going in some too.) After getting these shot, I've become callous to other shots such as flu shots, so when the girls got them, I told them it wouldn't hurt much...I guess I found out I was wrong. I felt like a mean mommy after saying that!

I was told to take the prednisone, continue my current meds, and do breathing treatments 3-4 times/day, and come back on Monday. Well, during the afternoon yesterday, I finally laid down for a nap. After getting up, I went to my office to work. Shortly after, I told Lilly that I felt like I was going to pass out and headed for bed. She came in, gave me a breathing treatment and called Phil. He came flying home. I was in bed, couldn't really talk, could hardly breathe, my heart was hurting, my head was hurting, and I couldn't move. We debated about going to the hospital, but ended up deciding to wait it out. I'm feeling much better today.

I would appreciate your prayers. When I take prednisone, it is very hard on me and on my family. The first few days I feel as though I could conquer the world, but as the amount tapers down each day, I can get mean, moody, and miserable to be around. I'm praying against these affects.