Hey, sports fans! As usual, I'm heavily medicated so I'm unsure as to what will come rolling out of my mouth (or fingertips, I should say.) And my fingertips are all cracked and bleeding again- reaction to all the meds? Maybe, but they hurt like big dogs, and have put a serious damper on doing things like typing, texting, buttoning buttons, and all that other mundane things you use your fingers for.
Anyway- I am back at home again. They cut me loose yesterday after pulling the chest tube. Remember how I was getting my panties in a wad over the ventilator thing? When I woke up from the surgery (which only took about an hour), I wasn't even ON a vent. Apparently, after about an hour in the recovery room, my poor little abused, flooded, twice-drained, and newly powdered lung was inflating on its own and they pulled the tube before I even woke up. How's THAT for shits and giggles? Unreal.
So now I'm perched on my very own cushy bed (minus the awesome little raise-the-head feature like in the hospital) and updating y'all. I'm pretty sore, having been punctured by chest tubes 3 times in a week, but I'm HERE. I did develop some edema in my feets and legs, and am wearing some TED hose to the knee. My legs now look like Brunhilde the shot-putter's legs. No offense to Brunhilde or shot-putters, but my legs are one of my best features. (like modesty).
One of my new meds is LASIX. A pretty powerful diuretic (?) that has me up scrambling for the new commode that sits so attractively next to my bed. By the new oxygen pump. I almost feel like I could open up my own durable medical equipment store with all the new stuff I have. I'm waaaaaay whacked out with Methadone, dilaudid, still on bladder meds, now diuretics, stuff to eat, sleep, shit, you name it- I've got it.
I am one lucky girl and there is definitely someone way up there looking out for me. Him, plus my family, friends, blogger buds, FB buds, neighbors, and about another 10,000 people known and unknown to me. I am a BELIEVER in the power of positive thought, prayer and love. Thank you all so much for pulling me (once again) out of the pit and holding me up. I love you all so much.