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A good use for antibiotics
I missed the deadline for last week’s paper, and I apologize to people who read my articles. I have a medical excuse, but not the normal one. This time I had pneumonia, but not a bad case.
I was having trouble driving my wheelchair in the house. I was lethargic, and when Brice checked, I had a slight fever. That was unusual; my temperature usually runs a little below normal. My husband called the clinic and they sent the phlebotomist to our house to draw blood.
When that showed infection, I took the Carter Charter one block to Dahl Memorial’s emergency entrance where I got on the lift and went down and inside the facility. After x-rays it was verified: I had pneumonia. At that point I received intravenous antibiotics for a couple of hours.
Antibiotics were the wonder drug that gave me my power back; I could drive my wheelchair quickly back to the Carter Charter and go home. We took with us a week’s worth of antibiotics and instructions to take lung treatments four times a day for a week as well as staying on oxygen during that time.
With that finished, I’m grateful not to battle greater infection. Sitting in a wheelchair for 25 years leaves my lungs sadly neglected, only the top halves get used. What happened before antibiotics? More people died!
Antibiotics were only discovered in 1928. Before then, pneumonia was often a death sentence. You had to struggle through the best way you could. Some people did survive, but not people in wheelchairs.
So much of routine medical treatment is taken for granted; we expect the doctor or PA to make us better, and if they can’t we take an ambulance or air ambulance to a hospital where they are equipped to heal us.
Thank you medical science and the nurses, doctors and PAs who practice it and attend to sick people. Thanks for people who study and can detect infection in blood. Thanks to them, I go on to battle another day!
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