Coma or pain?
What would you choose? I can either be in pain and remain conscious or take a couple of Loratab and be out cold for the entire day. Loratab never used to affect me this way. Maybe old age really is creeping up on me. At least I got my hair washed today. Had to go to see Tiffany and have her wash it but I have a clean head now. I really hate dirty hair. Makes my whole body feel dirty.
Tomorrow I think I will go to Border's and find me a book or two to cram some reading in before I get back to work. My parents have been good to me. I have certainly been able to get lot's of rest. I kind wish they would make me get up and get moving though. It would have been nice to go get the books today. Oh well. C'est la vive.
Thursday, March 21, 2002
FUCK!
Stupid assed laptop! So I was telling you all about the surgery when it deciced to go back a page and delete everything I typed.
So the shoulder feels like new. The surgery went an hour or so over because my arm was out of joint, literally. I had a bunch of calcium built up in the socket area so he had to scrape that all out. Shaved off the hook on one of the bones. Took out part of my clavical bone and all the arthritisis that went with it. Oh, and he got rid of all the scare tissue that had built up over the years. Like I said, new shoulder.
Connie came to the hospital last night after she got off work and stayed with me and my drugged up ass until around 8:00pm. She also brought me up ballons and a pretty plant. It was nice to have the her there. I was actually able to doze in and out and get a little rest. I spent the majority of the night watching bad 80's kickboxing movies.
I do not recommend staying at Alta View Hospital overnight unless you can convince the one and only good Nurse I had, Robert, to be there the entire time. The staff sucked bad. I had to beep the charge desk several times before they figured out that you don't just turn the patient's nurse light off without asking if they may actually need something. Then I had to yell to get my night med's for my asthma because the damn nurse couldn't read in my chart that I might want to continue breathing through the night. Not to mention the fact that he didn't hook my IV bag up properly so while it watered the floor I got straight morpine for 3 hours with out the lactated ringer to buffer it. That tends to be a bit hard on the kidney's from what I was told.
Anyway, enough of that or else I might get pissed off again. I am staying at my parents for the next few day's. Mom seems to have a need to take care of me, so I'll let her. I will be back to work probably by the end of next week or the beginning of the following. He say's it depends on how I respond to physical therapy (hehehehehe, oh I'll respond alrighty).
Well I'm going to catch a few moments of sleep now. Getting kinda droopy and my arm is wanting the ice now. Thanks for all your well wishes and love. Dispite how I many or may not come across, I do enjoy knowing that I'm loved.
You all have a good night now ya hear!
Stupid assed laptop! So I was telling you all about the surgery when it deciced to go back a page and delete everything I typed.
So the shoulder feels like new. The surgery went an hour or so over because my arm was out of joint, literally. I had a bunch of calcium built up in the socket area so he had to scrape that all out. Shaved off the hook on one of the bones. Took out part of my clavical bone and all the arthritisis that went with it. Oh, and he got rid of all the scare tissue that had built up over the years. Like I said, new shoulder.
Connie came to the hospital last night after she got off work and stayed with me and my drugged up ass until around 8:00pm. She also brought me up ballons and a pretty plant. It was nice to have the her there. I was actually able to doze in and out and get a little rest. I spent the majority of the night watching bad 80's kickboxing movies.
I do not recommend staying at Alta View Hospital overnight unless you can convince the one and only good Nurse I had, Robert, to be there the entire time. The staff sucked bad. I had to beep the charge desk several times before they figured out that you don't just turn the patient's nurse light off without asking if they may actually need something. Then I had to yell to get my night med's for my asthma because the damn nurse couldn't read in my chart that I might want to continue breathing through the night. Not to mention the fact that he didn't hook my IV bag up properly so while it watered the floor I got straight morpine for 3 hours with out the lactated ringer to buffer it. That tends to be a bit hard on the kidney's from what I was told.
Anyway, enough of that or else I might get pissed off again. I am staying at my parents for the next few day's. Mom seems to have a need to take care of me, so I'll let her. I will be back to work probably by the end of next week or the beginning of the following. He say's it depends on how I respond to physical therapy (hehehehehe, oh I'll respond alrighty).
Well I'm going to catch a few moments of sleep now. Getting kinda droopy and my arm is wanting the ice now. Thanks for all your well wishes and love. Dispite how I many or may not come across, I do enjoy knowing that I'm loved.
You all have a good night now ya hear!
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