When I thought I as recovering from the holiday season, on Friday evening I discovered that I was coming down with a cold, which has turned out to be a bad one. I resorted to albuterol via nebulizer on Saturday, Sunday and Monday, and was enough recovered to breathe (and sleep) by early this morning. Sometime—I think it was Sunday morning—I awoke to find that my SpO2 reading had gone down to 84%. Thanks, I think, to exhaustion and sleeping too soundly. Rehydrating and using the nebulizer, plus moving around and doing stuff for a while, rather than lying back in the recliner, again, brought the SpO2 up and the pulse rate down from the 100s to the high 60s.
Hydration has mainly been fruit juices diluted with cold water or 7-Up. Lots of fresh fruit in the diet, chicken chowder, clam chowder, and Thai soups, squash soup and toasted red pepper/tomato. Added a lot of garlic, ginger and cardamom. “Food is sleep.”
I have been napping a lot, so as to not fall into prolonged heavy sleep. This will be the first evening, I believe, with a regular bedtime. If Al quits coughing and sneezing.
On Wednesday or Thursday, I would expect a relapse of sorts as the virus gets its second wind. That would be a recovery by the 18th with a lingering cough for a couple of weeks.
I am rereading The Goblin Emperor by Katherine Addison, which amuses me and is familiar enough that it’s no strain. Such a wonderful bedside book! Two more cozy mysteries in the wings in a series I’ve been following (bibliophile series), but still quite happily rereading for the time being. (Second time through the book, the past 10 days.
SpO2 = 95%, P = 74 bpm
Weight: -12.5% /13 months