Six weeks later, still in hospital, but the anti-fungal has destroyed the heart fungal infection after 6
weeks of treatment. I've been told that most hearts would have just given up and out, but for some reason, I'm still here.
A number of folks I have known in the past have died over the holidays and yet, here I am.
Just began to feel better and now I've got the flu. Can't seem to win any which way.
The plan is to go into rehab for a few weeks after this flu takes its leave of my poor old wasted body. We shall see.
Stay tuned. It's been an amazing ride and it ain't over yet.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
First, thank you to Calvin for spending some time with me on New Year’s Day. It was a very pleasant time and a joy to meet him in person. Hope we meet again under happier circumstances this year.
Fevers are fewer these days.
Meds are fewer now, too. Mostly IV stuff.
When released, will need to be infused daily with anti-biotic and anti-fungal med.
PT continues to help with the walking and stairs.
No need for oxygen right now.
Eating to gain weight - not much success, so far.
Found more PERN books to hold me over and keep me relatively sane. Since I’m awake at all hours, I keep the Nexus 7 charged at all times.
May be out of here before the weekend, but don’t know where yet. Linda returns from Holiday in Ireland this weekend, so I’ve that to look forward to.
It’s been suggested that I find a tasteful walking stick (not a walker, please!) to help my balance when I’m out and about. Something to go with my style, you know - - vertical.
Will ask Jeffrey to scope out retailers to see what they’ve got to offer. I don’t want one of those cheap, aluminum medical devices. Something with a little class that I’d be proud to be seen with in public.
Have met two very nice hospital employees recently. Both Latino and both anxious to talk about being gay in Rehoboth. Very sweet guys. Keep me occupied for an hour or so, which is damned nice of them. One is a CNA and the other works in Maintenance. They say they’ve been praying for me since I arrived last month. Little surprised by those remarks, but I’ll take it.
People never cease to amaze me.
Sunday, January 4, 2015
I am awake.
I am in hospital.
I am in pain.
I am aware.
I am anxious.
I have a mild fever.
I am medicated.
I am ready for a nap.
I am mystified as to why hospitals don’t sell health and beauty aids. I could sure use nail clipper right now.
I'm amazed that it's 2015!