Never Mind...
Good News!!
When the diagnostic tests were finished and we got home about Midnight last night, we had learned that other than having to live with me, apparently Turbo Pup Mom's problem is stress related, not Heart defect related.
I'm going to try to slow things down a little around here for a while.
Time to hit the shop and try to catch up for things missed over the past three weeks of insanity.
We appreciate your prayers & support.
Showing posts with label Hospital Blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hospital Blogging. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
If It's Not One Thing...
Then It's Another
The good news is that I finally made it back here to the Turbo Pup Compound on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River slightly before midnight last night.
The bad news is that the Turbo Pup's Mom was suddenly admitted to the local Hospital yesterday morning--the one I spent a couple of nights in recently--for an unplanned diagnostice procedure and had to spend the night last night.
I have to go now and see my Girl.
Prayers would be accepted and appreciated.
The good news is that I finally made it back here to the Turbo Pup Compound on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River slightly before midnight last night.
The bad news is that the Turbo Pup's Mom was suddenly admitted to the local Hospital yesterday morning--the one I spent a couple of nights in recently--for an unplanned diagnostice procedure and had to spend the night last night.
I have to go now and see my Girl.
Prayers would be accepted and appreciated.
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Mixed Emotions About April 5th
"I've Seen Fire, And I've Seen Rain..."
About this time exactly ten years ago on a Thursday afternoon (April 5th, 2001), I was coming home from doing some rennovation work on a friend's house.
When I turned the last corner in my old Chevy Suburban onto my street off of Windy Hill Road in the Atlanta suburbs I was shocked to find a police tape wrapped around my front porch and water running down my driveway and across my front yard.
It seems that my old 1966 vintage four bedroom, two bath brick house I'd been fooling around rennovating for a few years had burned to the ground in my absence due to what was later determined by the "authorities" to be an "electrical fire."
I wasn't sure what was going to happen from that point forward back then, but yet here I am today...somehow still alive...somehow still managing to make a little money here and there...and somehow managing to survive yet another 38 more hours sitting and rolling around and lying in a hospital posing for X-rays and CAT Scans and acting like a pin cushion for the nurses and phlebotomists in the building.
The good news is that today on April 5th, 2011, I'm back home, feeling a good deal better than I did Sunday afternoon.
And instead of complaining, I'd say I'm still thankful to be here and more resolute than ever to keep on keeping on.
Regard's Y'all...
About this time exactly ten years ago on a Thursday afternoon (April 5th, 2001), I was coming home from doing some rennovation work on a friend's house.
When I turned the last corner in my old Chevy Suburban onto my street off of Windy Hill Road in the Atlanta suburbs I was shocked to find a police tape wrapped around my front porch and water running down my driveway and across my front yard.
It seems that my old 1966 vintage four bedroom, two bath brick house I'd been fooling around rennovating for a few years had burned to the ground in my absence due to what was later determined by the "authorities" to be an "electrical fire."
I wasn't sure what was going to happen from that point forward back then, but yet here I am today...somehow still alive...somehow still managing to make a little money here and there...and somehow managing to survive yet another 38 more hours sitting and rolling around and lying in a hospital posing for X-rays and CAT Scans and acting like a pin cushion for the nurses and phlebotomists in the building.
The good news is that today on April 5th, 2011, I'm back home, feeling a good deal better than I did Sunday afternoon.
And instead of complaining, I'd say I'm still thankful to be here and more resolute than ever to keep on keeping on.
Regard's Y'all...
Just A Good Scare
Be Back Home Today...
So we had to drag this aging body of mine down to the Emergency Room Sunday night about midnight because I was afraid something serious was going on in my abdomen.
Of course my ever greying, ever balding head had to come along for the ride all the time remembering the previous 17 day and 30 day stays in the past six years, the last one ending with surgery.
This time the event was caught early and resulted in just having to spend most of Sunday night and all of last night sitting in an expensive hotel--also known as a hospital room--while various drugs and chemicals were squirted into my bloodstream through an IV.
I also got some pretty good pain killers for the first 24 hours, but I've weened myself off of them this morning in anticipation of being released if this next round of X-rays looks OK.
Hope to be home by noon today, quitting time at the latest.
Talk to y'all later I guess...
So we had to drag this aging body of mine down to the Emergency Room Sunday night about midnight because I was afraid something serious was going on in my abdomen.
Of course my ever greying, ever balding head had to come along for the ride all the time remembering the previous 17 day and 30 day stays in the past six years, the last one ending with surgery.
This time the event was caught early and resulted in just having to spend most of Sunday night and all of last night sitting in an expensive hotel--also known as a hospital room--while various drugs and chemicals were squirted into my bloodstream through an IV.
I also got some pretty good pain killers for the first 24 hours, but I've weened myself off of them this morning in anticipation of being released if this next round of X-rays looks OK.
Hope to be home by noon today, quitting time at the latest.
Talk to y'all later I guess...
Sunday, April 03, 2011
Oh Crap
Here I Go Again?
I'm having to head over to the hospital emergency room again this morning to have them check out my guts.
I've been feeling bad on and off for nearly a week and today around lunch things took a turn for the worse.
It's been four years since they cut a couple of feet of small intestine out of my belly. I hope they don't have to take some more this week.
Wish me luck, and prayers would be appreciated if you are so inclined.
I'm having to head over to the hospital emergency room again this morning to have them check out my guts.
I've been feeling bad on and off for nearly a week and today around lunch things took a turn for the worse.
It's been four years since they cut a couple of feet of small intestine out of my belly. I hope they don't have to take some more this week.
Wish me luck, and prayers would be appreciated if you are so inclined.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Technical Difficulties
Anatomical Anomalies...
OK folks, don't go getting all excited when I say this, but I'm back in the hospital--this time in Knoxville-- because of the uncomfortable day a spent yesterday with my stomach problems.
We hit the emergency room about 8:30 last night...
Turns out this time was basically a scare that resulted in some CAT scan and expensive X-ray testing to prove nothing was seriously wrong, but the final results are not due in until later this afternoon.
Wish me luck...if you will.
UPDATE 2:10 PM
GOING HOME SHORTLY!!!
Talk to y'all later...
OK folks, don't go getting all excited when I say this, but I'm back in the hospital--this time in Knoxville-- because of the uncomfortable day a spent yesterday with my stomach problems.
We hit the emergency room about 8:30 last night...
Turns out this time was basically a scare that resulted in some CAT scan and expensive X-ray testing to prove nothing was seriously wrong, but the final results are not due in until later this afternoon.
Wish me luck...if you will.
UPDATE 2:10 PM
GOING HOME SHORTLY!!!
Talk to y'all later...
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
I'm Almost Feeling Human Again
(If That Is Actually Something To Be Desired)
Well, folks, I'm spening day seven here at the beautiful SE Georgia Regional Medical Center and Massage Parlor. I have a lovely private room in the new tower, on the penthouse floor, overlooking the roof of the old hospital complex and a Herculese toxic waste disposal site.
Speaking of toxic waste, you should see some of the stuff that's been coming out of my gut through a tube they have shoved down my left nostril into my stomach. It almost glows in the dark sometimes I think.
As I suspected on Tuesday when I asked Pat to take me to the emergency room, the symptoms of my intestinal ischemia from 30 months ago had returned, although this time I caught it much earlier.
I only had to live for two days in intensive care before they moved me out into the regular population of sick people...if they only knew how irregular I really am...
The worst thing about this whole ordeal is my inability to eat, and their lack of desire to put food in my ailing small intestine. I have't seen anything but ice chips for a week now.
The good news is, as I always say...there's nothing like a good serious illness to take some weight off, and weight loss I am accomplishing through this ordeal.
They say that I might be out of here by Friday, stay tuned if you will.
Well, folks, I'm spening day seven here at the beautiful SE Georgia Regional Medical Center and Massage Parlor. I have a lovely private room in the new tower, on the penthouse floor, overlooking the roof of the old hospital complex and a Herculese toxic waste disposal site.
Speaking of toxic waste, you should see some of the stuff that's been coming out of my gut through a tube they have shoved down my left nostril into my stomach. It almost glows in the dark sometimes I think.
As I suspected on Tuesday when I asked Pat to take me to the emergency room, the symptoms of my intestinal ischemia from 30 months ago had returned, although this time I caught it much earlier.
I only had to live for two days in intensive care before they moved me out into the regular population of sick people...if they only knew how irregular I really am...
The worst thing about this whole ordeal is my inability to eat, and their lack of desire to put food in my ailing small intestine. I have't seen anything but ice chips for a week now.
The good news is, as I always say...there's nothing like a good serious illness to take some weight off, and weight loss I am accomplishing through this ordeal.
They say that I might be out of here by Friday, stay tuned if you will.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Under The Weather
Unexpected Bad Luck...
Well...I have some good news, and some bad news--which do you want first?
Since it's my news, I'll give the good first.
It's 2008 right now on my calendar--not 1808 or even 1908.
Wonder why I've got you asking this question?
It's because of my bad news...I'M IN THE HOSPITAL AS OF YESTERDAY MORNING ABOUT 9 AM.
Instead of spreading all of the gory details all over the Internet, let's just say that it's serious, and we don't know exactly how things are going to go over the next couple of weeks.
In the mean time, I appreciate your thoughts and prayers and will try to keep the blog updated between doses of Morphine.
Well...I have some good news, and some bad news--which do you want first?
Since it's my news, I'll give the good first.
It's 2008 right now on my calendar--not 1808 or even 1908.
Wonder why I've got you asking this question?
It's because of my bad news...I'M IN THE HOSPITAL AS OF YESTERDAY MORNING ABOUT 9 AM.
Instead of spreading all of the gory details all over the Internet, let's just say that it's serious, and we don't know exactly how things are going to go over the next couple of weeks.
In the mean time, I appreciate your thoughts and prayers and will try to keep the blog updated between doses of Morphine.
