Posted on 03/13/2020 1:02:00 PM PDT by Bender2
First, let me say I am more than pleased in how my chemo and radiation treatments have been going. No nausea at all from the chemo and outside the pain from the arthritis in my shoulders holding my arms over my head for 15 to 20 minutes during radiation, I am not suffering much at all. Oh, I am down in the dumps at times and have fatigue to the max. I am sleeping about 16 hours a day.
All in all, the whole experience has been much better than I ever expected and all thanks to you all who gave me their prayers and support. I am so thankful to y'all!
Now, back at the ranch-- Coronavirus Insanity is real! The drive by media and the DemocRATS, never letting a crisis go to waste, are trying with all their might to kick fear into hyper-drive against President Trump and the Republicans and a part of it has hit close to home--
Hell, it has hit home right here in Corsicana, Texas, 56 miles south of Big D.
I went out for my last radiation treatment for the week at noon and then went down to the local HEB Grocery to get some milk. Now, granted, I have not been out and about much other than to get my chemo and radiation treatment, but as I drove up to HEB the parking lot was crammed to the brim.
Finally finding a parking spot, I made it inside and found an empty handicap cart and entered a land of folks filling grocery carts to the brim. Oh, I was able to get milk, yet I found there was not a roll of toilet paper to be found. Just a whole wall of empty racks where it should be stocked. Nor was there any hand sanitizer either. And thinking of my need to use distilled water in my COPD unit I went to get a couple of gallon jugs. Yep, the water section was just as empty as the toiler paper area.
I waited in line for nearly 20 minutes to pay for my milk and a couple of other things and then went down the street to Brookshires' discount brand grocery and found they were also out of water, too.
I realized I had several extra distilled jugs at home, so I figure I'll try again early in the morning when the trucks make their grocery deliveries. Getting home, I took the two distilled jugs I used as drinking water out of the fridge to save for my COPD. I filled up four empty jugs with water from the sink faucet and put them in the fridge for drinking.
I know that song! It is beautiful, and of course, Kermit sang it :) Big Muppet show fans here at Tatt’s house.
Might you be willing to share a few of the other titles - if you have a few minutes, and a good internet connection ;)
Prayers lifting for more rainbows, and more people to appreciate them.
Tatt
I am still praying for you. God’s blessings
Lord Jesus Christ, be with Thy servant in the hour of his trial.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, amen.
“Lala Land” did very well, I think your screenplay could have worked.
Hope all is going well. You are in my prayers.
It seems my present cardiologist is saying that the cardiologist in Dallas that gave me a heart echo test 12 days ago shouldn't have done so because you do not give that test to a patient that has a pacemaker. Ergo, he was wrong to do the test and also wrong in his diagnose of the test results, which BTW was not send down to my cardiologist #1 as promised so he could read the diagnose.
So, this coming Thursday I travel back up to Dallas for some heart catheterizing procedures and if needed, a new pacemaker installed that also has a defibrillator installed for possible cardiac arrest.
And to top this off, my cardiologist #1 is leaving at the end of the month and I will be having a new one—
All this is taking place without any input from my chemo Doc that I am unable to get in touch with via telephone because his answering system is so screwed up.
Never a dull moment, eh?
Hey, Buddy! I was wondering about you! Glad to hear that you’re with us and apparently not any more inclined to “suffer fools!”. Hang tough, Amigo! I’ll keep praying for your quick recovery! God Bless!
Sounds like base drs treating dependents...
Hang in there!
Prayers up!
Oh, dear, so sorry to hear this. Prayers up.
Dang... sounds like some of our medicos are keeping their social distance from competence! yikes!!
Prayers up!!
I hope you are on the mend from your procedures yesterday.
Made it to Dallas Thursday morning and have to say the nurses at Baylor Heart & Vascular Hospital are the best looking group I have ever seen and believe me, I've had more than my share of hospital visits! And they seem to know their jobs and do it with a cheerful competent manner.
I got there are 7:15 AM yet I found out that my slot had been pushed back from 9. Turns out it was noon before I went onto the operating table. When I have had these cardiac catheterizations before, when they gave me the happy juice, I went to by-by land and slept right through the whole megillah.
Well, not this time. I was awake through it all. They gave me some pain meds for my aching back and that took the edge off so when they started I kind'a wondered am I awake or am I dreaming this? I had a huge x-ray machine rght over me face blocking my sight of the going ons but I could hear the two docs taking and snapping out orders to the nurses and so forth, but it was all so damn strange.
Finally they finished and I went to recovery. Turns out I was in recovery for about 6 hours, two hours being c-clamped to the bed to halt the bleeding. Finally about 6:30 PM I got to a room and something to eat after near 24 hours without food.
It was meatloaf but no meatloaf I have ever eaten. I have always made and eaten meatloaf that was made from hamburger meat yet this 'meatloaf' appeared made from a solid slab of meat whose taste was nothing like hamburger. Not beef. Nor pork. I don't know what it was but I ate most of it along with the thin brown gravy covering it. The accompanying mashed potatoes were okay but the gravy on it was called 'Poultry Gravy' AND did not have the taste of chicken nor any other fowl I have ever eaten. It was thin and kinda white.
So yada-yada-yada it is the next morning and around 9 AM the Nurse PA had told me I had to stints installed, how to care for myself the next 10 days, to check in with my local cardiologist ASAP and that I would be free top go at noon.
The hospital said I was be discharged and they would take me down whew them ride people gave me a ETA.
I called for my insured paid ride and there came the rub. I was told it would be up to 3 hours before she could call me back with an estimated time of arrival for my ride. I was used to waiting for these rides, so I said okay, kicked back in my hospital bed and started waiting.
Finally at 4 PM I called to the ride folks back to see what was was going on. I was told they had done nothing so far as the hospital had not discharged me and until that happened, no an estimated time of arrival for a ride could be given out. I got the hospital person and they said they could not officially discharge me until the ride people told me I had an estimated time of arrival for my ride. I was officially in 'Catch-22 Land!"
So caught right in the middle of a bureaucratic standoff, I called on my trusted best friend, Carey. Even though he had a houseful of company, he got into his car and came to the hospital to rescue me. He them drive me an hour south home to Corsicana. Thank the Lord for the Careys of the world, they keep sanity in control-- barely!
Still somwwhat in the dark and in limbo as to whether I will have my cancer surgery as that will be decided by the results of this procedure as viewed by the cancer surgeon, my local cardiologist and cancer doc in meetings this coming week or so.
So here I am this morning wondering what crazy set of circumstances got me in and through that nutty past two days?
Again, of course, could anybody make this up?
They gave me nitrous. I've never had any kinda general anesthetic (or took drugs) before. It was trippy. I start to hear this drilling sound and I wonder if they are doing it already. Then the guy comes into the room and says "sorry for the delay, we'll get started soon". 😂😂😂😂😂
I'm glad your friend bailed you out of that BS catch 22, those are the worst. Humans can be so stupid.
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