What a difference a day makes


Sprung from the pokey and it's blue skies ahead.

What a day!
  • Woke after a solid 4-hour sleep and was ecstatic. (Melatonin, y’all. Shoutout to Marcus the Texan Travel Nurse for that one. And for telling me at 3 a.m. — while my new roommate was behind the curtain shouting incoherently ((feeding tube)) that there was something under her bed — to download a FAN app NOW ((by which I mean an app that sounds like a fan is blowing right in your ear))
  • Had the last of the IVIG infusions (turned out to be four, not five, as originally planned. Not sure why. So many questions. . .)
  • Met with speech pathologist to watch X-ray videos of Skeleton Me eating and drinking
  • Saw PT briefly and got reassurance that if it feels ok do it.
  • “Discharge” is not normally a word I'm very fond of. But I changed my mind about that today. In a bit of a comedy of errors, I was so excited to see Tim when he showed up — and I thought I'd talked to everybody I was supposed to—so I busted out and got into trouble. Though that bought me some extra time with the doc after I  returned apologetically as she wheel-chaired me the half a mile to the car afterwards.
  • Home for a quick supper and in bed before 8:00. I can't remember when I've ever been so tired.  
Very grateful and happy with the way things have gone. Tomorrow the real work begins.


The barium swallow study videos were CRAAAZY. And reminiscent of an old Looney Tunes cartoon I must have seen in another life. (That's me on the left.)





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  1. Oh, yeah, being sprung from the hospital is a glorious feeling. I remember one time when I sprung my dad out of the hospital and as we drove along, he hung his right hand out the window feeling the breeze on it. I'm so glad you're home. Melatonin is great and also Gaba. Banyan Botanicals has a product called Mucuna that is Gaba. I have also found good results from Devil's Claw tincture, the one sold at the Marketplace, but don't know what you can mix now with your other therapies.

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  2. Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy! Spills off the screen!!! Happy Happy Happy for YOU - and Tim! (waaaayyyy back when I had the cancer thang, I was told I was gonna have 16 chemo treatments, but after 7, the radiologist ASKED me if I wanted to do just 8 instead. I was, like, um, yeah, well, sure, but shouldn't you be, like, telling me? Or recommending or something? She said it was up to me, so then I said, Shit, yeah! 8 sounds great and it rhymes with Kate, and when I stop and calculate, I glean it means a shorter wait until my final chemo date! And it was! And that was waaaayyyy back...) xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

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    1. Dude! Droppin a rap! (That's kinda crazy, but also quite believable. . .)

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