Back In the Hospital !!!

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Well I'm not to pleased at present time and I'm about ready to blow a gasket!:mad:
Seems I got out of the hospital on Monday and have been following up by running the antibiotics needed to end this infection. Among other things we are redressing the wound and draining the wound drains? All this being monitored by a Visiting Nurse. She follows up with this and also takes blood tests.
Well it seems that after yesterday's blood tests we are called and told to stop all antibiotics.
I get a call this morning to report to the ER of the hospital and that I could be be going into kidney failure......WHAT The **** :eek:
Never had a problem with my kidney's ,now all of a sudden this wonder drug is killing them!
Needless to say I'm highly pizzed and they know it! :confused:
What is this? Another way for my cancer to get back at me and finish me off?
I am livid :mad:
So for now I'm back in the hospital for the weekend! :rolleyes:
 
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Well I'm not to pleased at present time and I'm about ready to blow a gasket!:mad:
Seems I got out of the hospital on Monday and have been following up by running the antibiotics needed to end this infection.

Among other things we are redressing the wound and draining the wound drains? All this being monitored by a Visiting Nurse. She follows up with this and also takes blood tests.

Well it seems that after yesterday's blood tests we are called and told to stop all antibiotics.

I'm sorry to hear you're having more problems with this.

Tell you what, though, antibiotics are strange things, and I speak from personal experience from using them to combat infections.

Some types of infections are resistant to a whole bunch of different antibiotics. And sometimes even the doctors don't know this until the prescribed drug fails to do its job. I just recently had a hole sliced into my chest in the pectoral area to drain an infection. It was successful, and the antibiotic did its job in post op treatment. But...looking at the lab results online, I see that the infection was resistant to thirteen different antibiotics. It was only going to respond to one of the newest ones on the market...which is the one I got. And it still took a couple of weeks to completely clear things up.

Antibiotics can sometimes be a trial and error thing. Be glad someone saw a potential problem with your situation/medication and got you back for further evaluation and treatment.

Yeah, you're angry and probably frustrated...but it's better than being dead, ain't it? None of us enjoy trips to the hospital. You'll be back home soon, I hope.
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I didn't get any stitches, drains, or staples in my chest, by the way. Still looks as if I've been stabbed with a dagger or something. But it's healing. And it isn't infected and sore any more.

Infections. Nasty things.
 
You are lucky. There are now infections out there (around a dozen plus clinical reports) where the microbe is resistant to everything, including the A/B of last resort, the colistins. Dave_n
 
Thanks for all your thoughts and kind words guys, I really do appreciate it.
I'm really really ready to scream and this place keeps me somewhat sane! :D


It's not the infection that is bothering me now, it's the fact it has me going into kidney failure and maybe destroy my kidney's
I don't want to end up hearing kidney dialysis or kidney transplant because of this! :rolleyes:

So Watchdog you've been down the same path? Glad you made it through
 
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What can I say?
I can say that sucks but you already know that.
I'm hoping that they caught it in time. I'd be hopping *** mad too.

When I had a bad bout of sciatica, my doctor determined it was caused by an infection and prescribed me antibiotics and since he knows I don't like narcotic pain relievers, he prescribed me some strong nsaid pain relievers.
The two together plugged me up. I couldn't poop for 4 or 5 days and urinating was difficult.
I looked pregnant.
I stopped taking both. My doctor prescribed flowmax and stool softeners.
I'm still having some urinary tract problems.
I googled the meds he first gave me and found that they cause exactly the same problems they gave me to men over 50.

Doctors look at me say that I'm extremely healthy and figure I can handle anything they throw at me. They don't seem to take into consideration that I'm also in my mid 50's.
 
Prayers sent . I know to well you issues. I too am a very frequent flyer at the place where your at. A long stay guest thetetoo. So I know way to well the feeling. Sometimes the high dosage of anti boatics can cause some short term problems like that. Been down that road .Ugg never fun to be there on the weekend somties it makes your stay longer some docs don't come weekends in less critical .
 
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Lok, as a current cancer patient I feel your pain. With the chemo we are subjected to most anything can and will happen, the positive news is they caught it and will be able to address the problem. I have learned that anything that involves cancer, chemo or antibiotics can at best be risky. Hang in there my friend, keep the faith, you can beat this beast! Prayers coming.
 
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So Watchdog you've been down the same path? Glad you made it through

No, nothing near as serious as you're going through. But it was enough to make me glad I didn't wait any longer before getting something done about it. Plus, I've been lucky enough in life that I've never had any really serious reactions to any medications I've had to take on occasion.

As you can see, you have people here who are thinking of you and offering all sorts of encouragement ranging from the spiritual to the somewhat humorous. Hopefully, both types will do what they're intended to do and get you bailed out and back home where you should be.
 
Doctors look at me say that I'm extremely healthy and figure I can handle anything they throw at me. They don't seem to take into consideration that I'm also in my mid 50's.

They tell me the same thing, except for a bit of high blood pressure. They don't seem to take my age into consideration, either.

Count your blessings (I'm sure you do). I'd kill to be in my mid-fifties again.
 
Watchdog,,,
As you can see, you have people here who are thinking of you and offering all sorts of encouragement ranging from the spiritual to the somewhat humorous. Hopefully, both types will do what they're intended to do and get you bailed out and back home where you should be.

And yes Watchdog this is something I'm very thankful for! ;)

I couldn't have made it through half of this without my dear wife by my side!
 
I look at the possible side effects for the supposedly approved drugs and if the side effects are worse then my present health problem then I will not take the drugs. I quit taking prescriptions because I did experience the side effect. I use herbs and don't even have the side effects but FDA says they can't claim to cure anything because they aren't an approved drug. In other words they can't patent a natural substance created by nature so it can't claim to cure any disease.

What is even more ludicrous is that a naturopathic doctor or their prescribed natural prescriptions are not covered or recognized by any medical insurance. There are natural proven health aids but my insurance will not pay for them or the doctor charges.
IMO the FDA is the biggest threat to people's health.
 
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.
 
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
 
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
 
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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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.
 
So Watchdog you've been down the same path? Glad you made it through

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.
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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...
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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.
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I think I know now as to why I should start drinking as well!:eek: ;)
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.! ;)
 
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