It’s April: To think I would get away without a Hospital Stay?!?

And the winners of the germ wrestling match are… Flu & RSV! Who would’ve thought they’d join forces like a couple of overachieving hormonal high school athletes. At least Whooping Cough decided to take a backseat this time, letting the other two battle it out until the last seal sounding hack 🥴. Let’s face it, there’s no way to sugarcoat this hot mess (literally hot and sweaty!) – it’s like my short fat ass is stuck in quick sand……slowly going down folks.

Boom——detected, thanks a lot infections!

My NY medical squad put together a master plan: finish the antibiotics, fire up the nebulizer every 3 to 4 hours, keep downing painkillers for my spine and rib fractures, take Tylenol flu every 4 hours, don’t forget the inhaler twice a day, and let’s not skip my regular meds. It’s like a pharmacy exploded on my dresser.

Love surprise Amazon treats!

On the bright side, I scored some delicious vegan chocolate treats from the Nelsons in Iowa, complete with a note sending all the good vibes. Plus, my hubby made a pit stop at Starbucks and brought me a Medicine Bomb. If you haven’t tried it, you’re seriously missing out. Not only is it soothing my relentless cough, but it’s also restocking my body’s Vitamin Shop. Remember to ask your Barista for a Venti Medicine Bomb with a little extra honey; not a large…… Starbucks if very serious about their sizing labels!

Venti Medicine Bomb!

I’m really going to miss celebrating Passover this year since I’m not well enough to be around my family, without risking their health or making my already weak immune system worse. Being away from loved ones during these special times definitely messes with my already questionable mental state. While I do appreciate the chance to rest, it doesn’t make missing out on our traditions any easier.

My handsome boy all dressed for Passover

Turns out me taking my sweet ass time to write this blog was appropriate in order to include the craziness As the World Turns! In under 24 hrs shit hit the fan. On Saturday AM,  my health took a turn down the garbage disposal. I got to try out the fashionable help bracelet and call myself an ambulance. Thank you to Victoria for keeping me calm and reminding me what hospital I have had the best of the better experiences at; she kept my mind on the goal at hand. My breathing was not really working, which as you can imagine is slightly problematic,  and there was a lot of crackling going on in my chest. Needless to say, I’m now admitted to Huntington Hospital for another stay in this Hotel.

Good news is I have my own room here, so not having to be concerned about a roomie; especially when I’m just not in the mood to be social or really kind to strangers for that matter…… not feeling the whole “practice what you preach mentality right now.” Most likely I’ll be staying in this “resort” till Wednesday, depending on when the sarcoid decides to let my body throw the flu & RSV the hell out!

I’m a sweaty gross mess….ain't no one want to share a room with my ass anyway!!

I put in an order at Target for my mother-in-law to drop off some essentials this afternoon: cough drops, cough lollipops (because, why not add a little festive goodies for the cough?), a fidget toy, and a list of other home necessities I needed……one being undergarments. Let’s be real, ladies—after popping out those babies, a little cough can lead to a little pee. It’s just the new post childbirth reality! So here I am, feeling like a toddler again… maybe I should just grab some pull-ups instead!

Slime to squish shit

As for today,  Ella got asked to step in and help another Rage 14u team for a one-day tournament. I was glued to Game Changer, and my fabulous friend Korina was right there (sitting at her house and me in the hospital) texting about every detail like we were on a secret mission, or actually sitting in our usual

position, behind the dug out sharing the deets.🤪 It was the perfect distraction and provided some hilarious commentary. I even had the doctors and nurses looking at my Game Changer asking for updates….. we were all in over here at  Huntington Hospital cheering for Rage. We’re lucky to have such terrific parents in the Rage organization who help with rides, cheer for the girls, and keep the gossip flowing with videos and pictures! My girl pitched two games back-to-back….god bless her stamina to keep going. During the second game she struck out six players and only had one walk—she definitely gave me a reason to smile, which makes all the coughing a bit more bearable, at least in that moment.

in her groove

As for my current situation, the grapevine says I’m stuck on this ship for another 72 hours. My sarcoid is being a total control freak, refusing to let go of the flu or RSV! The goal is to avoid being put on oxygen because that would just drag out the recovery, and let’s be honest, nobody has time for that!

Who is that hottie doing another breathing treatment!!?

I am so thankful for all the texts, calls, dm’s, memes, social media clips……. The more I laugh the less I think about this disgusting cough that I’m so eloquently sharing with the 3rd floor. I am on a lot of meds so if my writing is off or the answer is ridiculous, just know it ain’t the real Alexis….. she can’t stand up right now like slim shady. Thank you though from the bottom of my heart for just thinking about me💕