Aspirating Again... On Coffee this time... It's STILL Not Over... Guess the bottom line is that this Dysphagia is Never Going To Be Over... Is It?? Fibromyalgia DOESN'T Do This.... And it's getting WAY Too Scary, now.
My body, my system, is Disintegrating before me, and there seems to be SO Little I can DO to Stop It. This is far more than my Autistic Brain can manage, more than Alexithymia Allows me to Process.
Chronic Pain was Bad Enough. Paralysis and Zero Touch sensation Crossed a BIG Line. Having my food & drink try to Suffocate Me??? THAT is going WAY TOO FAR.
As it turns out, I aspirated on coffee last night, when I took some meds with it... No coffee with meds again. With Sippy Cup water I can take almost all my meds at once, now... Coffee, I still managed to aspirate even in the sippy cup...
It was bad -- OK, nowhere near as bad as The Worst Ones, but this one didn't happen right away... The coffee had been in there for 8-10 HOURS already, and only came up because I took Inhalers [again]...
I didn't know it wasn't OK, but I didn't feel right... Mam came back up and handed me the Ventolin... And it [2 puffs] triggered the coughing to Get Crap Out Of Lungs NOW.
Mam managed to bang my back - even though she said it was killing her arthritis in her hands - and it took maybe about 10 minutes or so for everything to come up...
But when the Worst Of It came up on the second round [of back slaps] -- it was a pool of thick, foamy aspirated Lung Gunk I get from Asthma -- and that happens usually when I have an infection -- mixed with the remainder of the coffee.....
I took 2 puffs each of Ventolin and Flixotide [Fluticosone], and it triggered more coughing up.
It took [only] one more to get everything else out, then I was finally done. Well, with coughing shit up, anyway...
My body wasn't done with being UTTERLY FUCKING WRECKED, though. I Still Couldn't Breathe Well; barely at all... I took two more Ventolin, and then two more Flixotide when the Ventolin didn't work.
Nothing was really working. I felt like there was a Damned Hippo sitting on my chest... I was having to forcibly drag air in hard, to breathe. There was a LOT of Gunk getting into my throat from my lungs.
It felt like - and I feared - this was going to be the start of a Chest Infection, again.
Mam suggested giving it up to an hour or two, to see if it settled or not... I agreed in the end.
About 40 minutes later, it kinda calmed down. Still not completely convinced it's Actually OK, though... But I'm not having to forcibly drag in breath anymore; it's pretty normal.
Checked SmartWatch for Blood Oxygen -- both an hour before and when I took it, SP02 is showing 91%...
Seriously pissed I managed to lose my proper [expensive] Oximeter , cos would have been useful to see if watch was picking it up right at the moment -- even though i always matches one when medical people do Sats.
Re-reading is only 93%...
Not sure what to make of it, now....
With this shit happening, it's no wonder I only instinctively feel comfortable taking Morning Meds with Pudding alone, anymore...
Oh, The Strangest of Ironies to this 30 year veteran of Eating Disorders who's not eaten regular breakfast since about 8 or 10 years old....
... Not to mention, at first, being So Petrified of eating the Pudding, I would nearly vomit when eating it, requiring Cyclizine [prescription anti-nausea meds] the night before and in the morning to make through without actually vomiting the Meds, and taking two more hours to feel even Just OK-ish again from rolling nausea.
And now...? I actually fucking like the pudding in the morning...!!
... Me and Buddy share it – never seen that dog So Crazy for something... As bad as Souly with coconut oil...!
Managed to get it down to 3 pudding spoons, now:
Also....
Just to make things worse... Been Bypassing badly, so my leg bag is probably blocked and filled with Sediment crap, and needs changing -- as I do, now.
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