Wow, I just noticed my last entry
Stenosis was way back in January! To me the last two months of been
horrendous so much so I could I consider writing the blog like I
should have been because there is some rich moments,poignant moments
moments I could make you cry and maybe even laugh but I just couldn't
do it it was happened to me was happening fast and I felt like I just
want to find a whole crawl into a political past fast as I could. You
know I'd had my teeth worked on the previous month and I thought I
was pretty well bucked up for anything at that point time so I
figured what the hell is go through this and see what this has to
offer.
Sure enough I had its diagnosis that
was working hard on taking me out. Every let it go to a longer I
believe serious damage to depend on the second out of the back from
and that's saying longer to be an come back from damage that's been
done by the stenosis but we seem to a continent.This set me up an
appointment with the surgeon I got this great surgeon and Larry was a
really great touch
for some reason it really made me feel
good. Maybe one will find is medical school professor who gave up the
idea of a new talk of the person the stenosis touching a lot will
make you feel better at least about the stenosis. Larry said it was a
stenosis and was an operable stenosis anything and he thought it
should go quite well. I knew there is going to be some pain involved
I mean I did something like this 50 years ago when I broke my neck
the first time and I know they pull all those throat things to one
side makes a swell next hard to make a eat ice cream should like it
ongoing tonsillectomy. But we did it and you know what there was
another miracle I woke up from the operation and I could talk and I
was in no pain seriously no mother love and pain! I don't know what
happened maybe the pain God I just jumped over me that dayand there I
was smiling and happy as a clam. I would've gone home all right then
they given me my clothes back. Ut there is still a host of things to
look at my side was still quite weak from the trauma the stenosis had
performed on it so I was going to have to work on it that would be
through rehab plus speech and hearing were going to keep a track of
my throat to make sure I learned how to swallow again pledges could
eat anything I had to eat what they fed me how they fed me when they
fed me it was sick. For three weeks I was on a liquid diet that is
depressing and then minute booby from the liquid diet they had me on
a purée diet that was depressing the food looks like all different
colors of poop to the call that 50 shades of poop they be pretty darn
close to it. It's not the food wasn't that bad since that was all
puréed and it didn't really taste like what it was supposed to taste
like. I finally found I could tolerate macaroni and cheese – – –
and what could you do a macaroni and cheese! But for a carrots, green
peas, corn about an slabs of possible color of the once viable
vegetable ground-up and informed them it is a disgusting pieces of
protein. I should've read more but it is much as I could. Five
started getting milkshakes at Arabia that helped they fed us a lot of
ensure SLI might find them hoping the bed and I spend a lot of my
time pooping in the bed they seem to like that. Cleanup, cleanup the
first week and a halfk I felt pretty good like a lot top of the world
that is \ rounds every morning and got to know when the docs pretty
good I called him's duly could have victory just like Stewie on
family Guy.there a lot of residents and young docs run around feeling
important and I had to really put the pressure on these people to get
me out of bed every morning by 7 o'clock so I can be somewhat shaved
and ready for my day which usually start around 830 or nine after the
goop decided after breakfast came left.but in the third week
everything started getting serious and that waspisser had to start
making decisions of what I was going to do following whatever
happened at the hospital. Was I going to go home, was I going to go
to a skiff, who knows sure made me want to crawl in bed cover my
head. Even had a family meeting at one time which are sort of chaotic
and how much good came of it is certainly an experience Dianne was
able to pull together a lot of the stop loudest of Deborah S she had
been she saved my lifeto save my lifetime good she kicked ass and
take names. I'm home now I'm trying to live the gimp arm, more give
than it's ever been before in a gimped bed trying to use a sling
master getting out of bed out in our chairs get some source showering
and covering getting dressed. We've engaged in some private companies
that do this and so far had pretty good work in a fairly decent
priceand we don't know how long I can go on. I have to be up to get
back back in the saddle back in the sling and take care of myself
being the man that I can be.
I think the surgery took part the last
part of January because my brother Ross had cancer surgery in
February so it's now the 12th and I'm back onlinetrying to
get my life taking care of and do it now I can do. I apologize at the
beginning of this I think the next couple days most of my blogs ago
to be regarded about this past event in my life so bear with me or
find another channel thanks for all you guysI appreciate his hands
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