Back In the Hospital !!!
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My only advice is to try (yes, it's hard) to keep a positive attitude. This is not an easy road you're on, so it's important to tell yourself that you can and will get better.
People with dour attitudes take longer to get better and sometimes don't.
I'm sure everyone here is sending positive thoughts your way. I know I am.
People with dour attitudes take longer to get better and sometimes don't.
I'm sure everyone here is sending positive thoughts your way. I know I am.
straightshooter1
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lok-it's a human reaction to push the frustrated and upset button or go into the white hot anger mode when things like this happen. Especially when the result might be, could be, possibly can be catastrophic.
The point is, that you don't know how this is going to turn out, and getting all upset does nothing but hurt you, both mentally and physically. Might not let you sleep or rest, messes with your perspective on things.
And all the angst might be for nothing, we just don't know. And, for me in those situations, the worst is that there is nothing I, me, myself, can do but lay there and just wait.
I know you are miserable. I've been there as have a number of your friends here, and, probably, we'll be there again.
But, you've got all these folks praying for you, asking Him to keep pain away, allow the meds to work, keep you calm and heal your body.
Try to relax and join them in prayer, too, ask Him to draw close to you and to make Himself real to you.
I prayed for you this morning, and I'm going to pray again, right now.
Bob
The point is, that you don't know how this is going to turn out, and getting all upset does nothing but hurt you, both mentally and physically. Might not let you sleep or rest, messes with your perspective on things.
And all the angst might be for nothing, we just don't know. And, for me in those situations, the worst is that there is nothing I, me, myself, can do but lay there and just wait.
I know you are miserable. I've been there as have a number of your friends here, and, probably, we'll be there again.
But, you've got all these folks praying for you, asking Him to keep pain away, allow the meds to work, keep you calm and heal your body.
Try to relax and join them in prayer, too, ask Him to draw close to you and to make Himself real to you.
I prayed for you this morning, and I'm going to pray again, right now.
Bob
Like so many above, I will have you in my thoughts and prayers. I have been lucky with some serious medical issues in the past...they weren't much fun at the time, and I was pretty upset, and felt powerless for some of the first times in my life. But modern medicine have accomplished many miracles, and we are so much more likely to survive misfortune than if we were living 10-20-30 years ago.
I'm not the kind of guy that gets "sick" very often, and when I do, I hVe a tendency to shrug it off, and go on with what I am doing. But this is not always an intelligent choice!!
Many of you have heard my cancer story, but in 2013, the year after I had cancer surgery, I had something come from literally nowhere, and would probably have died if I lived in another era, or even if the cards had fallen differently. I was at work at the college, and they were getting ready to move my stuff back into my office after some major remodeling. I wanted to be there to make sure everything went where it belonged.
But I had been feeling bad all morning, and in fact had had a bad "stomachache" since the night before. So, reluctantly, I thought I would slip out for a few minutes and get checked out. Seemed like I had a "stomach virus". About 10 AM, I was driving down the college hill, and called my GF and to tell her that I was going to MedExpress, one of those in and out places for a checkup. She said "Don't be silly, the Hospital is only a block away from where you are", so I went to the emergency room. Only time I've ever been there when there were absolutely no patients there. I walked in and folks came right up, and within minutes a nurse was checking me out. She left the exam room, and no more than 2 or 3 minutes later a very good local surgeon that I just happened to know came in. He says "We're going down to the operating room in a couple minutes". I'm like "well, I'll have to think this over", and he says, "well you have a couple minutes to think it over, they are prepping the OR".
It turns out that not only did I have appendicitis, but that it had ruptured, and I guess stuff was spreading throughout my system. An anesthesiologist followed us down the hall, asking me questions, and within a very short time of leaving my office, I was out of it, and they were cleaning me out.
Now for the antibiotics part of the story.... I was in the hospital for at least another week, part of the time I don't really remember much about. My very attractive office assistant told me later that I threw her out of my room when she came to see me. I don't even remember her being there. Other folks that I don't remember being there have told me funny stories of me telling them to get out...but....
They finally got all of the infection out of my system. Needed to experiment with various antibiotics. I guess it was touch and go for awhile, but didn't know much about it at the time.
Today, that is just a fading memory for me, but at the time, I was close to death.
You are going to come out of this just fine!! Hang in there. There are some fine people working in our hospitals, and they are doing really great jobs in helping their fellow man.
Best Regards, and Get Well Soon!!! Les
I'm not the kind of guy that gets "sick" very often, and when I do, I hVe a tendency to shrug it off, and go on with what I am doing. But this is not always an intelligent choice!!
Many of you have heard my cancer story, but in 2013, the year after I had cancer surgery, I had something come from literally nowhere, and would probably have died if I lived in another era, or even if the cards had fallen differently. I was at work at the college, and they were getting ready to move my stuff back into my office after some major remodeling. I wanted to be there to make sure everything went where it belonged.
But I had been feeling bad all morning, and in fact had had a bad "stomachache" since the night before. So, reluctantly, I thought I would slip out for a few minutes and get checked out. Seemed like I had a "stomach virus". About 10 AM, I was driving down the college hill, and called my GF and to tell her that I was going to MedExpress, one of those in and out places for a checkup. She said "Don't be silly, the Hospital is only a block away from where you are", so I went to the emergency room. Only time I've ever been there when there were absolutely no patients there. I walked in and folks came right up, and within minutes a nurse was checking me out. She left the exam room, and no more than 2 or 3 minutes later a very good local surgeon that I just happened to know came in. He says "We're going down to the operating room in a couple minutes". I'm like "well, I'll have to think this over", and he says, "well you have a couple minutes to think it over, they are prepping the OR".
It turns out that not only did I have appendicitis, but that it had ruptured, and I guess stuff was spreading throughout my system. An anesthesiologist followed us down the hall, asking me questions, and within a very short time of leaving my office, I was out of it, and they were cleaning me out.
Now for the antibiotics part of the story.... I was in the hospital for at least another week, part of the time I don't really remember much about. My very attractive office assistant told me later that I threw her out of my room when she came to see me. I don't even remember her being there. Other folks that I don't remember being there have told me funny stories of me telling them to get out...but....
They finally got all of the infection out of my system. Needed to experiment with various antibiotics. I guess it was touch and go for awhile, but didn't know much about it at the time.
Today, that is just a fading memory for me, but at the time, I was close to death.
You are going to come out of this just fine!! Hang in there. There are some fine people working in our hospitals, and they are doing really great jobs in helping their fellow man.
Best Regards, and Get Well Soon!!! Les
Prayers for quick recovery.
Salox
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Speedy recovery and hope you are out of the hospital soon! Nephrotoxicity and hepatotoxicity secondary to narrow therapeutic medications or drugs requiring dose adjustments due to metabolizing organ impairment is no light matter. More frequent metabolic profiles may be taken to ensure the kidneys improve with the measures taken by the medical team. Look to see serum creatinine and blood urea nitrogen numbers to decrease with urine output to increase as a sign of kidney function returning to baseline. I hope clinical pharmacy, infectious disease and nephrology providers are on the case for appropriate antimicrobial selection and future monitoring. Absolutely, all the best!!
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HOUSTON RICK
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We are highly resilient critters. A day can make a great positive difference. I have heard all kinds of dire stuff from doctors one day and been on the range the next. I pray that it goes better than the medics expect.
Sorry to hear of your problems. Unfortunately, many antibiotics are known to cause damage to the kidneys, which is undoubtedly why they did a blood test. When treated timely, which it sounds like you were, the kidneys generally recover.
My daughter has turned me into a know it all when it comes to kidneys. Unfortunately.
My daughter has turned me into a know it all when it comes to kidneys. Unfortunately.
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I'm posting again about this, because it reminded me of something I'd already forgotten about. This is a short, kinda funny, anecdote about my recent little bit of surgery.
After the initial slicing away at my chest area, and the draining of the infection, my doctor stuffed the hole with about two feet of what he referred to as "packing". And I'm not watching this process, you know, so I don't know what the hell he's stuffing in there, okay? But it was to absorb any residual "fluids" (yuck) instead of just letting them dribble out.
You with me so far?
So as I said...no stitches, no drains. There was about a half-inch of this "packing" protruding out of the incision so the doctor would have something to grab hold of and pull it out on the follow up visit. I wasn't particularly lookingforward to that procedure, but, well, you know...
So the next day, I changed the dressing myself...huge sterile gauze pad and beaucoup tape. Everything's going as planned. Ate a couple of pain pills. Yeah, it was hurting.
Day three: Changing the dressing again and I'd cut it too close and some of the tape was stuck to this packing that was packed inside me. "Uh-oh," I thought. And when I pulled the dressing off, about six inches of the stuff is pulling out of me. Well, hell, I thought...in for a penny, in for a pound.
There used to be this guy on the old kids' show, Captain Kangaroo. Called himself The Banana Man. He wore this big coat with lots of pockets, and was always pulling weird stuff out of those pockets. Toys, bananas, candy, carrots, whatever. Remember him? That's who I felt like...pulling this material out of me.
After pulling about 1.5-feet of the stuff, it dawned on me to get the scissors and cut it off, and let the doctor pull the rest of it out. Well, I again cut it too close, and the stuff just jerked back inside me without a trace. Like it was spring-loaded or something. And I thought, well, Jim, you're well and truly screwed now, aren't you?
Well, to end this little story, I ended up going back to the doctor and getting sliced open again so he could look for the remainder of the packing left inside me. Sigh. I told him I knew his cutting on me again was revenge for me arguing with him about previous medications.
Anyway, that's a little true story...which hopefully brought a grin to your face. I try to find a little humor in just about everything I go through.
It's always something, ain't it? No wonder I drink.
I think I know now as to why I should start drinking as well!
The night shift here at the hospital did not want to allow me the privilege of a shower. I explained to them otherwise, Head RN won't talk to me now.
Wanted to pass of the wound dressing to dayshift.!
The night shift here at the hospital did not want to allow me the privilege of a shower. I explained to them otherwise, Head RN won't talk to me now.
Wanted to pass of the wound dressing to dayshift.!
amazingflapjack
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We just prayed-put your trust in Jesus is my suggestion. He is the best Doc.
misswired
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How long would the line be be for the world to trade their problems for yours....? Overcome!!
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Hope you're feeling better soon.
SC_Mike
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Prayers sent.
Know that through this you will be stronger and you can endure anything with Him by your side.
Get better asap LnL.
Know that through this you will be stronger and you can endure anything with Him by your side.
Get better asap LnL.
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