Sat
- February 9, 2008
Risks
Hi
all, what's new? Today I am just cleaning out more old boxes and going through
things. I came across this saying below and figured I'd share. It's how I feel,
now that Joe is gone and my life is hopefully going to be a bit more on track.
Meet new people, find that full-time job,
dance more, continue my screenplay and live life to the fullest, but perhaps
with a few more risks than before. Those are my new years goals. Take care and
Risk.
To
laugh is to risk appearing the
fool
To
weep is to risk appearing
sentimental
To
reach out for another is to risk
involvement
To
expose feelings is to risk exposing your true
self
To
place your ideas, your dreams before a crowd is to risk their
loss
To
love is to risk not being loved in
return
To
live is to risk
dying
To
hope is to risk
despair
To
try is to risk
failure
But
Risks must be taken,
because
the greatest hazard in life
is to risk
nothing
The
person who risks nothing does nothing,
has
nothing, and is
nothing
They
may avoid suffering and sorrow but they cannot
learn,
feel, change, grow, love, live
Chained
by their certitude's they are a slave,
they have
forfeited their
freedom
Only
a person who risks is
free
-Anonymous
Posted at 03:16 PM
Sat
- January 12, 2008
Very Special, special people in Joe's life and mine
Oh
yea, by the way forgot to mention, got home the other day and a bag was attached
to my door handle. Inside the bag was this really nice sweater from a neighbor
lady, Doris. She had also given me a nice Christmas mug, candy and cookies AND
some polo cologne spray for guys. (watch out girls) I tell you I have the
sweetest bunch of people in this apt complex looking after
me.
Speaking of nice people ... I have
been meaning for some time, to talk of these special people in Joe's and my
life, but not just now. I'll post an entry on those special people soon.
For now though four of Joe's very,
very special people deserve a special mention of kudos and commendation for over
the years they made a particular strong tie with Joe. they gave of themselves to
make Joe's life just a little bit more sane. They were ... Dixie (here at the
apartments), Manuel (Joes prison inmate friend) and Michelle (his case worker)
and Father Gimple. Of course there were all the other people at OSH, but these
four went the extra mile especially Michelle (or years) and made a lasting
impact on Joe. They would hold a special place in the heart for Joe and for me.
That's not to mention of course the
number one support team for Joe. Mom and Dad who were Joe's stalwart supporters
from day one, who literally gave of themselves till it killed them.
Posted at 11:10 AM
Today I pick up Joes's remains
Not
looking forward to it, but today I finally will pick-up Joe's remains at
Restlawn funeral home. Ken from the funeral home had been sick with the flu and
I wasn't able to get there till today. Won't be enjoyable as it wasn't with Mom.
To remember the person as they were and then to be handed a small box of their
ashes.
Next on the agenda today take
Rene, my 92 year lady friend here in the apartments grocery shopping. Then the
always needed laundry on the weekend and cleaning the apartment a bit. If any
time left over will write some more job applications out and mail out by Monday.
These jobs are for the SD (Senior Disability) all eligibility Specialist
positions and though they are unions (I hate unions) will have to apply anyway
with hope of landing a full time job. Sunday going to a Mexican luncheon with
some new friends from the singles group and see what that is all
about.
Well that's my fun weekend plans
what are you all up to. Write when you can. Dave
Posted at 09:57 AM
Sat
- January 5, 2008
Time for me now!
Hi
ya all, from extremely un-dry Oregon. It has been wet,
wet,
wet, windy
and overall just plain crappy weather here in Salem, but that's Oregon for you
and that's enough about the stupid weather.
I
will and have started to think about myself and my plans, but still have a few
more things to take care of with Joe first. Need to go out Monday to Restlawn
funeral home and pickup his remains and death certificates. Then I want to do a
memorial for the iBlog on-line journal for Joe and
such.
I have already gone to a New
Years Eve dance with a christian group and met a gal or two to dance with. I'll
see what goes, as I miss my dancing exercise! I plan on going to places I have
wanted to see here in Oregon for a long time, (lots of fun interesting places
nearby and in Portland, coast and Mountains etc) but need a better job first. At
least I have the weekends free now to do those things where I was always dealing
with poor Joe before. I don't know what my plans will be in the immediate
future, but I am not looking forward to spending another wonderful wet Oregon
winter here. Unless of course I find that perfect job or love of my life. :D
Neither have I found yet, but then again hadn't really looked that hard for the
latter. :D Have to find the first to get the
second!
We had a
really
nice memorial for Joe on Thursday at the
Oregon State Hospital where Joe had resided for so long. A lot of people,
patients and staff showed up to give their last respects and reflections about
Joe. Sister Sharon, now Chaplain Sharon Collver did the meditation and did a
great job. She knew Joe the longest. Chaplain Fabian Juarez gave the greetings
and invocation. Chaplain Dan Lioy started the reflections on those who knew Joe,
and the Final Benediction was given by Chaplain Paschal Ezurike. A week earlier
Father Gimple of St. Patricks church in Independence gave Joe the last rights at
OSH. Father Gimple was Joe's favorite priest contact and He looked up to the
Father as a model of what Joe wanted to become, but never
would.
Joe would have truly appreciated the
memorial service, lots of prayers, songs etc in the chapel He was so fond of
visiting on sundays in his stay at OSH.
Dixie and I went of course and it was
amazing to hear how many lives Joe touched and in such a moving manor. I thanked
all the people, staff and patients who were so nice to Joe over the years. Dixie
also had some kind words and Her reflections of playing scrabble and cribbage
with Joe.
When I left I went out the
back way to go home and a beautiful rainbow appeared before me, it was such a
pretty sight and it seemed almost as if someone was saying,
"your job is over now Dave, Joe
is safe in heaven and with Mom and Dad - thank
you."
Thank you all for your
caring words and support over the years, it meant a lot to me.
Till later, love Dave
Posted at 07:05 PM
Mon - September 3, 2007
Hello all! How's it going?
Hi
ya all, well been so busy looking for work, have no time it seems to update this
blog. Sorry! I have no job at Marion Polk food share as of last Friday, but
start 30 days at Easter Seals looking for work and answering phones. Wish me
luck!
I've had two house guests as of
late. One invited and one not. Flora and Shirley (Twins) from my high-school
days. Shirley was my high-school sweetheart, though now she is just a
trouble-making quest. :D
Flora her twin
sister came out to visit and stay with me a short while all-the-long looking for
work as a live-in caregiver. She wanted to live at the coast as that is where
she's dreamt of being for a long, long time. Shirley and Flora had shared a
live-in caregiving position in Georgia until the man died
recently.
Flora had been with me almost
a month when her sister Shirley shows up and then all hell broke lose. They both
left for the coast and within 3 days were at each-others throats and went their
separate ways. Shirley came back and needed to stay with me until she found her
live in job and Flora bought a $3000 motor-home and is now living her dream at
the coast. They are both strange little gals, both fun to have around yet also a
royal pain in the ass at
times:D
Brother Joe is not doing well,
but I will get into that perhaps later today as I want to continue with my house
duties and get prepared for tomorrows fun! :Dave
Posted at 10:23 AM
Mon - December
25, 2006
Sun - April 23, 2006
I Hate Salem, and all it's crap!!
Hope
you are all doing fine. I'm doing very lousy - thank you very much! I'll get to
Joe's crap in a minute, but first; an update on my crap!
I lost another job position I was
certain (by 95%) was in the bag, by what three of the four managers had lead me
to believe. The Shoe Mill in the Lancaster Mall. I went in to see the final
manager yesterday, and he was not even aware that I had not been told that they
had selected another candidate with more "Shoe" sales experience. I thought to
myself, Shoe sales, schmoo sales - Sales is sales.
"Hey, it's just #%@ shoes, not brain
surgery" :D
I tell you, although I was not;
initially overly delighted with the job position, I really needed it - and had
convinced myself it was better than what I am doing now part time, and a little
bit better than nothing. At least till I found something better, I thought it
was better than a used car salesman by a notch. :D I was really surprised at my
emotional response though. They more than told me the job was mine, I just
needed to see Chuck, and then Whack! Right in the gut. Three weeks of waiting,
then the Sucker punch! I had convinced myself in that three week waiting period
that it was a job, and was beginning to get excited at the prospect of selling
something; anything. At last, a job I thought!
I felt so crushed and defeated at that
very moment Chuck said they had selected someone else. Like all the wind knocked
out of you. Then if that was not bad enough, I had to go over to visit my crazy
brother and listen to his mindless dribble. I was NOT in the mood - not at all.
His new thing is he thinks or feels he will try to escape from OSH. He told me
this before of course, but this time I lost it and read him the riot act. I was
freshly mad off the job loss and in
NO mood
to hear his usual pile of crap. I basically told
him, "Look at me Joe - you could think
about it all you wanted, you could feel like you wanted to, you could talk to me
about it till you are blue in the face -
BUT
(I told him ) - if you do it
Joe; If you DO it; that is it - I will never visit you again
Bro"
I told him to think about that very hard
because I really would stop my visits. I told him to stop focusing on the bad
and look at the good. I then told him how he just got back from a coast trip and
lunch at a restaurant. He now can play the piano every night if he wants etc. He
has privileges now that he had to earn. If he ran now, he would lose them all.
That he would get caught, and in very short time. That it was hardly worth the
effort. I told him actually he now has more to do than I can. Of course I am not
locked up with looneys either.
Then I
felt a little bad at chewing him out (although the whining little shit needed
it) He told me he is afraid of his latest health trials and didn't know what to
do. Although I have talked repetitively with him on the subject, he has gone to
his prison buddy for counsel on his latest medical problem before he makes a
decision. Guess family is not good enough, and certainly not a medical Dr. -
lets see, who else can I go too, Gee I know - I'll get counsel from a guy in
prison! Yea! their smart, (?) they can steer me on the right path! (???) Shit!
Wish I had a big scoop to dig all that crap out of Joe's
head!
What his latest medical problem
is if you were unaware is He needs Dialysis and surgical operations in his neck
and arm for tubes to be inserted. Fun huh? He'd go in a few times a week for
about 4 hours each visit. He's confused about so many things, and so tormented
about so many things that his confusion is more than justifiable. He had a new
Doctor talk to him recently about changing or upping his medication to help from
hearing all the voices, but then Joe says he doesn't think they can stop the
voices in his head because they are from GOD. Hmmm - why can't Joe ask God for
counsel instead of a guy in
prison?
Well enough whining, I have to
go fill out another 6 month application for the OHP health plan insurance. Then
I will renew my movie presentation freebie job I am doing for my former roommate
(Herman) and his soon to be wife Joyce.
Have a nice day you all
:D
Posted at 01:30 PM
Mon - April 3, 2006
Fri - March 10, 2006
MRI test results for TN pain!
As
far as I could tell from the Dr. Gabr's description - I guess I am alright. Was
not very reassuring though and when I pushed for more detail, well I didn't
really get much. He said the MRI scans just showed some dilated blood vessel in
the back of my head that
may
be pressing against the TN nerve causing the pain -- maybe. He's sending me out
for another different type of Scan to see if the area in question is indeed the
cause of pain and if operable. This second scan he says will take a very
thin-sliced picture of the area and should hopefully give more detailed
information for the possibility of brain surgery. If possible, then they would
try to move the nerve away from the dilated blood vessel and relieve the pain.
God I hope OHP (insurance) will cover it. He also said that if it looks like the
pain is in the area of question, that he would send me to the very best expert
in the field. Oh what a relief that would be. If I need brain surgery, (no
comments) I'd like it to be from the best for
sure.
Other than that, he has upped my
pain meds dosage of Carbamazepine from 800 mg to 900 mg a day. He still could
not answer my question though on why my right side is so numb and messed up from
the heart attack. If it's not a stroke, then it must be damaged nerves I asked?
He said it's possible I may have had a really small stroke, but they could not
see it in the MRI scans. I will try to find someone else to look at the scans
for a second diagnostic opinion. Dave
Posted at 05:33 PM
Thu - March 2, 2006
What's new, What's new?
So
what's new with me? Well not a whole hell of a lot! Just spending every waking
hour looking for work. Just finished my, cover letter, application, resume,
reference letters, design samples, transcripts and questionnaire and then
delivered it all personally to the college I was applying to for the job as
senior graphic designer. Wish me luck. Campus is in Monmouth, Oregon about half
an hour S.E. of Salem. It was a pretty nice looking campus. Brought back fond
memories of my time in college. Would be interesting and fun I think to work
there. Time will tell, and in the meantime I have other jobs to respond to. Took
Rene my neighbor lady friend to get her out of the house and we had a nice ride
in the country to the college. Afterwards she bought me some lunch in Monmouth.
All I could eat was some soup though due to TN pain. Still have not heard from
many other job postings I responded to. I got so fed up I went to the ones close
by to speak to head honcho's in person, but they all tell me to go back and
apply on-line.
My TN is really flaring
up lately which will make it very hard to talk in a interview when and if I get
more. What a rotten time for this problem to flare up again. ARRRGGHHH!! I went
to my neurologist to have him take a look at it again, and maybe subscribe some
other med to kill the pain in hopes I could talk when the time comes for
interviewing. He wanted some blood work first and ordered an MRI to look at
what's left of my brain. :) Took the MRI last weekend and hope all is well. Will
find out this next Friday. They will check it all, hospital told me. My TN
damage if any and how much, nerve damage and if I had a stoke when in the
hospital with heart attack and open heart surgery. If any problems hope they can
fix easily enough. I know I must have suffered nerve damage or stroke possible
as my right side from hand to foot is still not right. Still feels like a vise
squeezing or an elephant standing on it. Especially the hand, it's really
slowing me down - probably took half hour just to type this little amount of
text. Now you know Why I don't write much. Problems, problems, problems. :D Well
enough whining. Need to try to eat something before I pass out and then get
ready to visit brother Joe. I could have his problems.
Well, I'm back from lunch, one piece
of toast, took 15 mins to eat - ONE lousy piece of toast and I'm still hungry,
dam it hurt like hell. Guess on the bright side I'm losing some weight. Hey,
here's an idea -- instead of people getting expensive surgery to staple their
stomach, just pinch their Trigeminal Nerve. Yes, then see if they can eat, the
weight would fall off. Or, maybe implant razor-blades into their gums! :D Maybe
I should patent the ideas for weight
loss?
Well, take care all, have a good
day and be happy - - if you can't have a good day, well, just be happy you're
having one at all. That's what's new with me, how about you? :Dave
Posted at 12:45 PM
Mon - February 13, 2006
Sun - January 15, 2006
Sat
- October 15, 2005
Was it an illusion, or was it -- something else???
Today
is three months since my open-heart surgery and I am feeling alive and much
better. Thank you very much to the Doctors and Nurses that operated and cared
for me. Half way there per the doctors thinking. Six months total healing period
is required they say before you are out of the woods, so to speak. Still some
soreness and chest aches whenever I cough, but then again I am not 20 any
longer. :D
I guess I was thinking
about that time in the hospital after the surgery and some interesting memories
just seemed to flood into my thoughts this morning. One in particular came to
mind not thought of since the day it happened. This memory came over me so
strongly that I thought I would have to put it down in this journal to remember
for later.
It started with my awaking
early morning in the recovery room that day three months ago. A disgusting
awareness flooding over me that I, - I had a heart attack. I couldn't believe
it! I don't recall if it was the first or second day or later. All I remember
is, I felt like crap. I lie there feeling the dull pain wracking my chest, and
felt a little sorry for myself, and more than likely a bit depressed. I looked
down at myself in bed and probably said, "crap". When I glanced around to see
the rest of the room I noticed the blank TV screen and my own reflection in it.
I remember staring at it and wondering, why had I not even turned it on to take
my mind off of things? It had been at least a couple of days and I never turned
it on! Didn't even think about it! I could see the whole room like a wide-angle
lens in the dark gray reflection of the TV screen. I could see the door of the
room, the chairs, and my bed, even behind me the white sterile hospital wall.
As I lay there looking at myself in
the TV I noticed something else, something I had not seen before. Something that
had not been there a minute before. Something moved!? Behind me at the head of
my bed was a shadowy shape. A gray dark shape, hardly moving but appearing very
much as a human form of someone standing directly behind me. I stared intently
then called out "hello!” "Anyone there?" There was no answer. I felt a
little uneasy, maybe even anxious! I could not turn to see behind me other than
what I could see in the reflection of that TV screen.
I was sure there was someone behind me
but they would not speak. I repeated, "Is anyone there?" Then I could see the
head of the shape look to my right as if to see if anyone would come in the room
I thought. I lay there motionless for a minute just watching it closely in the
TV screen, just standing there behind me. An almost ominous feeling came over me
briefly. Was it moving, or was it simply my imagination? Is there something
there? It's moving, it's moving! Weird, who was there? It appeared to look to
the left now and shuffle from left to right as if to get a better stance. It
looked exactly as a human shape; from the head to the waist I could see clearly
with definite features of a torso, head, shoulder and arms. It was almost as if
it was standing behind a thin veil of mist, or a curtain, yet I knew there was
nothing but a blank white wall behind me.
I calmed myself by thinking, cool -
this morphine is weird stuff! Then I imagined as I said to myself, is it the
morphine? Or maybe I thought, yes, could it be Mom or Dad standing over me,
protecting me? Watching over me? A comforting thought and chose to believe that.
More morphine, give me more. :D
I
tried to turn around to see, but my pain and numb right shoulder from the nerve
damage would not allow me. I called out again "Mom, is that you?" I reached over
my head as far as I could, looking in the TV reflection to guide me toward the
mysteriously quiet shape, yet I could not move my arm and hand any farther than
my head.
A few more minutes past and
the strange, unknown figure remained, moving ever so slightly from time to time.
I finally had to know and reached for the nurse call button. When she came in I
just asked to be helped up. As soon as I was to the edge of the bed I looked to
my right at the area yet no one or nothing was there but the blank white wall.
No curtain, or anything else that could account for the shape I had seen. I was
disappointed. I sat there a little confused and said to myself "Hum?"
The Nurse looks at me and asks if I
was all right? I said sure, and then explained what I had just experienced. She
of course said it was just the morphine. Then she says, actually you are due for
another shot now. I remember thinking, well then the morphine in my system would
have been almost gone if I was due for another shot, and I could not explain to
myself what I had seen. Was it an illusion of the morphine, something ominous,
or someone else?
To this day I choose
to think of it as a positive experience. Was it a guarding angel watching over
me? Perhaps ... or was it Mom, come to visit me a while in my hospital room. I
say it was Mom, - Thanks Mom!
Posted at 01:14 PM
Tue - September 20, 2005
Sun - September 11, 2005
Stent Procedure!
Found
these images today so I thought I would add to the iblog journal for my records.
These are the actual before and after stent images the surgeons showed me after
my first stent procedure. It was actually pretty interesting to watch as they
went about their work. I only remembered that the images below were moving all
over the place as the heart was beating. It reminded me of worms moving around
in water :D I kept wondering how in the hell they were going to place the stents
with all the movement.You can see the
"calligraphy looking E shape" portion of the coronary artery and the blockage in
the left image. The right image shows how the artery was opened after the stent
was in place. Amazing these doctors, science and technology. Unfortunately, the
second stent procedure done a few days after the first one, split one of the
layers of the artery requiring the emergency open heart surgery.
 Coronary
artery disease (CAD) affects almost 1.3 million Americans, making it the most
common form of heart disease. CAD most often results from a condition known as
atherosclerosis, which happens when a waxy substance forms inside the arteries
that supply blood to your heart. This substance, called plaque, is made of
cholesterol, fatty compounds, calcium, and a blood-clotting material called
fibrin. As the plaque builds up, the artery narrows, making it more difficult
for blood to flow to the heart.
__________________________
Below are details of what they
do in stent
placement!An
introducing sheath is inserted into the artery in your groin, or possibly your
arm. A catheter is moved into the artery that is blocked, then x-ray contrast
fluid is injected through the catheter to allow your physician to see the artery
on an angiogram. A guidewire, which is used to place the balloon and stent
catheter is inserted and positioned through the blockage. A balloon-tipped
catheter is positioned at the narrow part of the artery and inflated to compress
the plaque against the artery wall. The metal coil or mesh stent is placed on
another balloon catheter and positioned in the artery. The balloon is then
inflated, causing the stent to expand – permanently holding the artery
open and improving blood flow. New tissue will slowly grow over the stent and
eventually completely cover it. After the stent implant, you’ll be taken
to the cardiac care unit. If there are no complications, you should be able to
go home one to five days after the procedure. You should be able to return to
work about one to two weeks after your procedure.
 A)
The Balloon Catheter is Inflated A
balloon-tipped catheter is positioned at the narrow part of the artery. The
balloon is inflated to compress the plaque against the artery wall. You may
feel chest discomfort when the balloon is inflated. Tell your doctor if you do.
B) The Stent Catheter is
Positioned The metal coil or mesh stent
is placed on another balloon catheter and positioned in the artery at the spot
where the plaque was compressed.
C) The Stent is Expanded
The balloon is then inflated, which
causes the stent to expand. The expanded stent further compresses the plaque
against the arterial wall. Another balloon may be used to fully widen the stent.
The catheters and guide wire are removed.
D) Blood Flow is
Improved The stent permanently holds the
artery open and helps reduce the rate of restenosis, or renarrowing of the
artery. Blood flow to the heart muscle increases. New tissue will slowly grow
over the stent and eventually completely cover it.
 
Posted at 02:11 PM
Fri - September 9, 2005
I graduated with a degree :D
Well,
I got through my nine classes of physical therapy (that's all OHP insurance
covers) and they gave me a certificate (unframed), oh boy :D Actual pretty nice
of them, they are very caring people, most are nurses. They hook you up each
visit to a wireless transmitter that sends and monitors heart information to
the computer while you are exercising. Pretty
slick!I will continue taking a few
more (free) health classes where they talk about things such as stress
management, causes and how to prevent further problems and all about the foods
you should eat and the things you need to keep out of your
diet.It's great that the folks had a
treadmill here at the apartment. I continue exercising on it once or twice a day
for 20 mins each. Talking about that, it's about time for me to get on and walk
some more. Have a healthy day...
:Dave
Posted at 09:05 AM
Sun - September 4, 2005
Sat
- August 20, 2005
Sick and dizzy!
The
last three days I have been feeling very strange is all I can say. Been dizzy
where I must stay in bed most the time, not sure what it is so went to see a
doctor though they were of little help. My eyes would go cross-eyed and I had
difficulty standing or walking without feeling unstable. Rene (the 90 year old
who helped with Mom) invited me for dinner at her place last night and to get
out of the heat of my apartment. I was starting to feel a little better after
dinner when all of a sudden my eyes go blurry and I start to feel dizzy again.
Went home and put a cold compress on my eyes and it goes away. Strange indeed. I
also strained my gut trying to get out of the lounge chair and that bothers me
all day along with the numb feeling still from the damaged nerve from surgery. I
know I am whining a bit, but I have to get better and find work soon or I am
screwed.
Don't know what it was, but I
am feeling better today. Walked 20 minutes on the treadmill this morning, and
now actually able to sit at the computer to write this. Was going to take Joe
out for a day pass this Sunday, just he and I but the hospital (OSH) thought I
should wait another week to feel better. Guess they are right, but know Joe was
anxious to get out. We have been planning this since he returned to OSH. The
first thing Joe wants to do is go to the Catholic church downtown to attend a
real mass. I will show him around Salem a little and perhaps out for lunch or
dinner. Of course this providing I am feeling better by then. I know it has only
been 4 weeks since surgery and I am being impatient, but it is hard just sitting
around not really being able to do
much.
Well need to try to get something
done today. Stay healthy and enjoy life. :Dave
Posted at 03:39 PM
Mon - August 15, 2005
First day of physical therapy!
Went
pretty well, did the thread mill thingy and some stretching exercises and pretty
much pooped myself out. I actually missed my first class last Friday because I
got hot before I even started and they dragged me off to the hospital. Happy I
was able to complete todays workout. Eight more classes to go and I will be done
there.
Nothing much new, I am off to visit
Joe and see how he is doing. :Dave
Posted at 01:48 PM
Sun - August 14, 2005
Back to the hospital
For
a little time I had to go back to the hospital Friday
and
Saturday. Went for my first physical therapy class on foods Friday and lasted
about 5 minutes when I started to get hot all of a sudden. I knew my blood
pressure was low so I went out to the hallway to cool off a bit. The nurse came
up and started to ask me questions how I felt. Guess I was a little white so she
had me lay down on the floor and they checked me over. Told them I was fine and
just needed to cool off, but they overreacted and called an ambulance to cart me
off to the hospital again.
I was fine,
but guess they did not want to take any chances. They checked me over and I was
alright, but the Dr. decided to take an X-ray anyway. It came back showing a lot
of fluid on my left lung (common they said after this type of surgery). Anyway
the Dr. thought there might be at least 500 cc of fluid and wanted to remove it.
They take a needle and numb the area then stick a long plastic tube through your
back into the sacks that contain the fluid and drain it. Turns out there was
over 1500 cc of fluid, about a pint and a half. Well that was only 3 times what
the Doc thought and he says it should allow me to breathe easier now and sent me
home after laying around there all
day.
Fast forward to Sat morning 3 am.
Bang - a stabbing, sharp pain hits me on the left side waking me from a sound
sleep. Lasted only a brief moment but scared the hell out of me for a second as
I thought wow this is how a heart attack probably really feels. Tried to go back
to sleep, but turned out to be a restless one. Just as I was dozing off each
time the pain would return, less severe but persistent. After about the 6 or 7th
jabbing pain I finally thought gee, better called the paramedics. It was now
5:30 am. All they could do was take me back to the hospital for tests. So off I
went again!
The Doctors take more test
and can't find anything wrong to my relief. So I ask the Doc what the hell
caused all the severe pain? He explains that the lungs are incased in a sack,
actually two sacks and although your lungs have no pain receptors - these sacks
do. They are what get filled with the fluid and after draining them as they did,
they can cause a lot of pain when they close back up together. Wish they could
have told me to expect this and save myself the trip to the hospital and the $12
it cost to get home by taxi. Oh well, better to be safe than sorry I guess.
That's all for now, need to go a walking.
:Dave
Posted at 12:29 PM
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