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I'm alive. I'm home. HOME.
And I dare to think this: I may, even, be safe.
Safe. Staying at home now.
After almost 5 months *away,* 4 or 5 admissions to the hospital, and 2 into the step-down nursing homes.
ach. Quiet. Don't want to jinx it...
I have so much to tell you all. Right now it's 3:10 pm and there are calls to make before 5 pm, you know how that goes. But I'll be back soon, probably before most of you even read this.
Bear with me. Just 2 days ago I lost the use of my Left Hand Swearing Finger. (A finger that, of course, I treasure.) The tendon, which was already in that contracture state, decided to blow completely. Now I can move the finger up and down at the place it attaches to the hand, but I can't bend it. (And yeah, it hurts.)
Then I ended up back in the ER, with coumadin (warfarin) issues. aGAIN. argh!
Last night a cut on my leg started an uncontrollable bleed. The doofus insurance company hadn't arranged for a visiting nurse to come do the blood tests to adjust the warfarin. I noticed my blood was looking sort of...watery, so I stopped the warfarin, pending the Invisible Blood Test conducted by the Invisible Visiting Nurse.
And for the ER, I brought in a rather spectacular bloody bandage to show how much it seeped overnight.
Which was a good idea. Because, of course, it stopped bleeding once I got to the ER.
I told them it was just like when the fridge is on the fritz and the appliance guy finally shows up, usually 2 hours late, and the fridge has decided to work for now. So Mr. Appliance Fixer comes out from behind the fridge - grinning of course, grinning fit to beat the band - and says: --Seems to be doing fine now, ma'm-- and hands you a ridiculous bill that should be actionable, Lord above.
Doc said go back on the warfarin, put heavy pressure on it if it bleeds again, and ride it out.
Yuuu'ho-kay Doc.
Plus there seems to be a lizard trapped in my Special Electric Air Mattress, which I pretty much live on, 24/7. Poor thing, jumping around inside, looking for a way out. Hitting its little head on my legs here and there, bop! bop! bop bop! And how in the world did it get in there in the first place?
But - BUT!!!!! - the electric bill is PAID!!!!!, YAY!!!!!!!!!!!! We have lights again! And we can keep the three kinds of insulin cold and run my oxygen machine and crank up my hospital bed at the foot (elevate elevate elevate) and at the head (head should be upright when patient enters or leaves the bed) and I can charge my camera battery too, if I can find the charger.
And since I'm on the internet again, FINALLY, I can try to find that dermatologist I scheduled an appointment with because my ID doc is very concerned about these infections all over my right arm. (They're the ones that let me escape the most recent nursing home by getting admitted to the real hospital again. heh heh heh!) She - get this - this doc who can diagnose a new infection from 10 feet away, with her eyes closed and both hands tied behind her back - she sees some that she can't identify.
Eeeeeek!
So it should be interesting, at least.
Okay. I better go. I shall, I will, be back; there's so much to tell you all. Even lizards in air mattresses and The. Best. Readers. In. The. World. sometimes must wait a bit for more good news.
Well...I hope it's good news, anyway. At least it will be to Lizard and Friends, if we can free him.
And me? Yes. I LOVE to be alive.
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22 comments:
Welcome home, my dear!!
You have been very much missed.
It's wonderful to hear from you.
d:-)
Oh blessed day! K is back!
It is SO good to hear from you again, sweet K. Hang in there, please, please, please.
K..finally! :)
Anonymous spammer is certainly making an effort to
*sound* sincere while he drops in his links to search engine optimization spam sites.
Oh, YAY! So happy to hear you are HOME! (as I hope the lizard is, by now!)
And, by the way, I agree with anonymous: people really cannot Guanzhuziji life! And take good care of our capricuios, precious selves!
K. Good to hear from you. And if you need a Great White Lizard Hunter, I'll send over Timmy. Anything with a tail is fair game for this mighty hunter.
Hooray! Our K is back!!
You know.. we could just consider Mr. Annony Mous is now part of the family..
but we're going to have to restrict him to one comment per post, until he learns to behave.
(@^$%%@(&$@ ^%#$$(*$^*!
Sigh.. he's just not into behaving!!!
I'm happier than I can say.
You've had a rough time of it, hun... Here's keeping good thoughts for you and Walter!
Ok, getting concerned again. A few days, a couple weeks, yes. You're holding on, trying to recover what function you can. But we're coming up on a month now.
I surely hope you've instructed Walter or *someone* to inform us if you should happen to shuffle off this mortal coil...
You sent a three word e-mail to me a couple weeks ago when I was not there to receive it. I've been thinking of you ever since.
Just a couple words would let us know you're still there, still hanging on to those precious threads of life, and give us cause to continue in prayer.
I was thinking the same thing, hoping that all is well, but getting more, and more, concerned that something may have happened. :(
K, where are you? ... You're about to be swallowed up by anonymous Asia.
We are all still here, wondering, hoping, worrying.... *hearts*
Update;
I got and IM from K's account, from Walter.
" k: It's walter she will be back in her room shortly. they just installed a pacemaker in her chest after 3 mild heart attacks. So she is in the hospital again."
Not out of the woods yet..but still sawing logs....
Thanks, Nancy for the update. We appreciate this!
praying here in Loganville....
Whoa! Who cleaned this up? Good job! K, hope your Thanksgiving Day was...decent. I think about you often. xo
Wow..was getting all ready to sigh at the long list of Asian comments, but they're gone!
I hope this means that things are getting better at K's house...we've been worried about you, friend.
xoxo
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