Where Ive been
richard e white
I haven't been on-line for a while. This is because on the Tuesday
before thanksgiving I had a sudden pain run down my center. It was very
painful and I got someone to drive me to the urgent care place. the
sort drive made me sure I needed care. After a quick look at my blood
tests, they sent me to the hospital next door. They took another set of
blood tests and admitted me. x-rays showed gualstones. I had to wait
until wends evening for the doctors to remove the stones. This wait
wasn't for nothing. they had to talk to my hart specialist and find out
how long the blood thinners would take to ware off enugf to do what was
needed. I was on A LOT of pain meds. During this time the nurse
repetedly called the doctor to get the time between the pain meds
shortened. The side effect of all these meds is not remembering much of
this time. Then wendsday morning my hart doc showed up and said, "good
news and bad news. The bad news is that acording to the test results
the blood thinners you were on weren't working. the good news, is the
procedures can go on sooner then expected. We will have to replace your
blood thinner medacaition afterwards.
The GI doc did his thing late wends. I was on so many pain meds,
that after removing four gualstones along with some bits of other
stones or stone, The GI wasn't able to talk to me in recovery. I came
back to my sences sometime in the early A. M. of Thanksgiving day
morning.
My first memory is eating a liquid breakfast and having someone come
in and telling the nurse, "Nothing more by mouth."
It seamed my pancreatic ensimes were to high. Just like most of
tuesday and all of wends I got everything by I V. All they would let me
do is rinse and spit or swab my mouth with a wet spunge. This was to
keep my mouth wet. They also kept total track of all out going liquids.
Only one small cup of ice chips was alowed to wet my throught so my
throught wouldn't swell from the tube they stck down it to get the
gualstones out. I didn't feel the tube scope put down as I was out
under other meds at the time.
friday morning at eaight thirty, I went into surgery and had my
gualblatter removed. They did this through four small houls on my right
side. the largest hole was around the bottom of my belly button. When
I was back in my room I was alowed ice chips the rest of friday and the
start of saterday. At non the pancreatic ensimes were undercontrol and
I was able to eat again. I talked with one doctor. An inturnal
medacine doc who edmited me. He seamed to be in charge. However, after
we agreed to start with a liquied diet, one of the other doctors called
in and had me put onto a soft food diet. I had problems and dinner was
liquied only. At midnight I went back to no food at all. As most
people eat you might think this isn't a big deal. However, every time I
was set to nothing by mouth, it meant they might do another procedure.
This means at five thirty a person from the labs arives and takes
blood. Actualy everyone on my floor had blood taken around this time.
This was so labs could be run before the doctors arived that day. then
they could tell who they need to work on each morning. On Thanksgiving
day, It was also this test, which showed my pancreatic ensimes were way
to high. The not eating was because eating rises them even higher.
Anyways the doctors, see the tests at seven or eaight, then do surgery
on the ones ready for it that day. Then they talk to the people waiting
for news of how things went. This may mean the person worked on or a
wife or friend in the waiting room. then they go over a few other
things and do rounds. This means to have nothing by mouth set at
midnight also means no breakfast, your lucky if they even see you on
there rounds before noon.
I went from soft foods, to liqieds, to nothing for twelve hours and
then one doc set me to normal food and then back to no food at all.
Total odd after nearly five days with nothing at all. Then one and a
half days of bouncing my diet around they decided to let me out. I was
let out of the hospital the monday after thanks giving day. The only
orders were to show up at four diffrent doctors offices in seven to ten
days, and to lift nothing over five pounds.
Less then forty eaight hours later I had to go back to the E. R.
After some more tests I expected some med or things to take care of
the problem. However, I was admitted again. The pancreaces had a
problem again. the doctor who admitted me said nothing by mouth so they
could do a procedure the next day. However, two hours later a clear
liquied meal arrived. I asked and found out things had changed. I was
sent back to the same floor but across the hall from where I was before.
I stayed on a clear liquied diet for two days and then was moved
onto licquied meals. Found it odd that coffy is considered a clear food
but milk wasn't. Has to do with how they can change in the body.
During one night they put potassium in me through my I. V. then the
nurse went out of the room. Soon my arm and had were feeling funny. I
hit the call button. Five minits later the person on the call box asked
what I needed. By this time it felt like my arm was killing me and I
said so. Soon the nurse came back and set warm blanks around my arm and
halfed the add rate. It felt like my arm was frozen, burning and being
ripped off at the same time. the nurse said it would get better. It
did as long as the arm was kept warm. However, the pain never went away
and when the nurse on the next shift did the second of four bags to be
done, it was back to square one. When trying to keep me under control,
the nurse said I could always refuse the treatment. I said if this was
going to be redone everytime they did another bag then I wanted them to
stop. However they dubbled my pain med s and talked me into the next
two bags. I agreed only as long as the arm was kept warm. However, on
at least two times on each bag of med I asked and no one came. the
nurse aid came on his normal round, but the notes for more warm blankets
never seamed to be passed. I didn't want to continue the treatment, but
all the pain meds and pain along with the nurses consint yacking made me
give in. After I got my brains back I have no clue as to why I agreed.
Part way through the third bag I asked the nurse not to set a
posstasieaom bag during the time I would be taking the new pain meds.
However, as I was talking on the phone, to distract myself she hang the
bag. Which meant it would run during the time I had asked not to have
it.
The next day I told the doctor about my thoughts and how I wanted my
normal pills even if they were harder on the tummy. She said there was
a med which could be added so the arm would be numbed out during the
process.
I had spent nearly six hours in pain because no one had called and
told the on call doctor the problem I was having. She said they were
looking into what happened. That day as I recovered from what the stuff
had done to me I had mood swings. And I really was worried about
meeting the nurse who had done it. I knew I would ask her if she knew
about this med. If I thought the anser was yes I was thinking of
putting her through the wall if I lost my temper. I have been known to
go buserick at times. However, the mood swings made it so I was worried
about losing control. I am pretty sure they changed the nurses shift
because of this. It was the only time the nurses where changed from the
patiants they had worked on.
The shifts were changed one way or another and I didn't meet or see
them. The following day my brain came back and the question about why
the nurse hadn't called the doctor came to mind. However, all I got was
the doctor was looking into it.
After this event I found things odd. The call box was slower to
ansser, fewer people came into the room, and how the people on the other
end of the call box ansered became odd. A request for water went from a
three to five minute thing to fourty minute wait.
This is one use of the call box. I spilled a drink on the sheets.
The reply was, "I will tell your nurse. This surprised me. before it
would have been I will send someone from house keeping. Even odder is
no one showed up. forty minutes later, the nurses aid showed up on
normal rounds not knowing about the message at all. She helped fix the
problem and went about her work. This was normal for after the event.
who ever showed up had no idea as to any call but was willing to help.
I went from seeing people every few minutes to only seeing them when
they needed to git blood pressers or something. This doesn't surprise
me as I went from a very sick person to someone just waiting to be let
out. It is how useless the call box became which I find surprising.
Even using it didn't mean anything would happen or even show up.
I have now been home some six hours and still can't figure things out
even if my brain is fully working again.
--
Richard The Blind Typerthey .
Lets hear it for talking computers.
Lets go for talking i-pods!
mag3
>Hello to everyone.
> I haven't been on-line for a while.
>
>I have now been home some six hours and still can't figure things out
>even if my brain is fully working again.
The good thing is, you're home! And you can take all the time you
need to figure things out.
We're glad you're back.
____________________________________________
Regards,
Arnold
Edward McArdle
zmpmag...@yahoo.com wrote:
Yes, welcome back!
I had a vaguely similar experience about a year and a half ago. I was
nearly killed in a car accident, but I have no memory of it. A policeman
came to see me, but as I had no memory he never reappeared. Doctors came
and went over the week and a half I was in hospital, but I never actually
found out who operated on me. I did see a doctor on my check-up visits
over the next eighteen months, but I don't think he did the operation.
But I have no complaints. They fixed me. And I was never in pain, even
though I am not the same shape inside. They only fixed my broken knee,
which hit the car keys. They don't fix ribs, because they are more likely
to kill you than cure you. I had some unknown number of broken ribs.
As a matter of interest (to me), I dreamed I went to my dentist, and said,
"Could you check my teeth? I banged them together in a car accident." Then
I was at tennis on the following Tuesday, and I said, "I was in a car
accident on the weekend, but I'm all right." They all agreed it was a good
thing I was all right. Then I woke in the hospital, with no conscious
memory of why I was there, but I knew why because of the dreams. And I
wasn't "all right."
--
Edward McArdle
Welsh Dog
wrote:
>Hello to everyone.
<snip>
Hi Richard - sounds as if you've been having a really rough time.
Please accept my sympathies.
It must be dreadful to lie there getting these paranoid thoughts
because of the lack of care!
At least you are home now and can get back on with living.
With luck you'll not need to be hospitalised for some time to come.
Good to have you back!
Welshdog
--
Don't just whinge - make your opinion count!
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richard e white
That is good. As is the fact that most of the doctor visits are done. I had to
see most of my doctors with in ten days of leaving the hospital the first time.
I spent most of this week seeing them. I am also happy to be back on normal
foods as of last night. I had chinese food to celerbreat.
--
Richard The Blind Typer.
richard e white
t the time it is bad. However, rather intresting to look back at it and
see how random I went. Still not something to try and do. I am glad to
just rest without someone walking in every couple of hours to get vital
signs.
--
Richard The Blind Typer.
DaveD
news:4B22C976...@cox.net...
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>> <snip>
>>
>> Hi Richard - sounds as if you've been having a really rough time.
>> Please accept my sympathies.
>>
>> It must be dreadful to lie there getting these paranoid thoughts
>> because of the lack of care!
>>
>> At least you are home now and can get back on with living.
>>
>> With luck you'll not need to be hospitalised for some time to come.
>>
>> Good to have you back!
>>
>> Welshdog
>> --
>>
>> Don't just whinge - make your opinion count!
>> Australian Opinion
>> http://australianopinion.com.au
>
> t the time it is bad. However, rather intresting to look back at it and
> see how random I went. Still not something to try and do. I am glad to
> just rest without someone walking in every couple of hours to get vital
> signs.
>
>
> --
> Richard The Blind Typer.
> Lets hear it for talking computers.
> Lets go for talking i-pods!
Hi Richard
Sorry for not saying so sooner but it's good to see you back, you're one of
the most vigorous contributors and it's been quiet without you; you've been
missed.
It does sound like you had an awful time. I've only had one extended stay in
hospital so far and that was pretty bad even though I was actually treated
really well; I just don't like being in places like that (I'm sure most
people don't) so I can't imagine how you must have felt with the treatment
you received.
Anyway, glad it's all over and hope you're doing well now. And it's great
that you can have normal food again - just in time to (over)stuff yourself
at Christmas :)
All the very best!
DaveD
richard e white
I am doing much better. There are a few foods which still cause a problem.
Really greassy and oily foods still give me some problems. However, I didn't
like most of them before I went in. I am now working on getting back into
condistion. Not moving nearly at all in the hospital made me go softer then I
would have expected. But the waight lifting limment has also been lifted so its
off to the gym a lot to get some mussle tone back.
Sorry about the back posts but I can't always tell when something showed up
and I have to ansser or let it go by. I think I will sound sort of fanitical on
some threads.
Hope everyone had a great holaday. I stayed home and made chowder with my mom
and brother.
Then I celabreated my B-day on the 29.
In and around this I moved my things in storage to a smaller and cheaper space.
So at the start of the year things will get a bit cheaper on my pocket book.
By the way has anyone here found the truth about magic and its following book?
It is an intresting read or lissen.