This is how I approached the posting of my hospitalization on www.optimalhealthnetwork.com, in the message boards that I have joined:
I got up at 0430 hours Thursday, and got to the hospital at 0515 hours, just as they had requested. I had to leave momentarily, but was back by 0532, was called back immediately, and the process began. They took very good care of me while I was there, as well. The people at St. Jeseph's Hospital care deeply for their patients, and it shows. They put me as much at my ease as they were able, and once someone began the processing, she stuck with me through that entire segment of my visit, until others replaced her in the OR waiting area.The procedure began right at 0730 with the first of the anesthetic being administered, and I was out until early Thursday afternoon, when I remember them moving me to the bed in my room. I called no one that day, but my family called a couple of times before they got me, mostly because I could not get to the phone at first. It was moved into position, and I talked to my sister that night, and then my Mom called the next day.Keep one of my nurses in mind. Her name is Patti, and she is expecting around early to mid-December. She was a fantastic nurse, and my roommate and I gave her a good-natured hard time sometimes, which she loved, and was saying today, "What am I going to do without you two for the next week?" We brought a smile to her face, and she to ours, whenever we had her for our nurse.I got morphine at first for the pain, which helped a lot, but I didn't walk until late Friday for the first time after surgery. That went well, however, and the next two also went well, so I was walking on my own Saturday afternoon. They had given me a Foley catheter, which the doctor ordered removed Friday afternoon, and that also made things much easier in the walking department. I did not, in fact, walk until everything was detached, which was fine with me. I did not want the complications of a bag and IV stand adding to my troubles, in any case.Saturday, I took two accompanied walks, and then was able to strike out on my own, and went to chapel this morning, where I had a good experience in a more or less Catholic/Episcopalian service. It was fun to be there, was an interesting message about us being shepherds to one another, and I had a chance to chat with the two others there, including the leader, for a few minutes before we went our separate ways.I walked home, slowly, when they released me after surgery, posted here, and then took a nap before coming back down. I feel strong enough to do this, and that is good. Now comes the recovery period, and in two weeks I get my staples out, following which I can, so far as I know, still go to Colorado. Nothing has changed in that department, though I might not be able to do one thing I wanted to do, unrelated to anything I have, so far as I can recall, posted here. I may not be able to play in a chess tournament held in Denver eacy year, but that's okay. I may go visiting, anyway, and see everyone who I khow down there.Well, that just about covers things for the moment, and is the longest post I have ever written, so far as I know. I hhpe you all enjoy reading it, and if there are questions, ask. I would be more than willing to answer them, if I can. So enjoy, and I will chat with you later!!!
My friends have shared a couple of things on that, including one menber who was pleased that I paused for a moment in my busy day, giving myself the opportunity to do the things that none of us ever do. Watch the squirrels bounce around on the grass, or run up a tree. Notice the flowers that we have dashed past so many times before. So many things that we must do. And here is how I answered him: (I have taken his name out, but the rest is unchanged)
Thank you so much for that thought, my friend. I am deeply appreciative of that sort of thing. Mostly I just read this morning, but that is one way to simply slow down, as well. Watch things going on around you, read a good book, enjoy the weather, and simply pause for a moment in the busy, too-fast-paced world we live in. I do appreciate moments such as that, and wish that more people could appreciate them with me. I hope that *YOU*, my friend, find the time to do that. And, like enemas, one must find, or make, the time to do such things. Time grows not on trees, and we must take the time to savor each moment. Too often, people do not do that, adn they lsse the omments that they should have been savoring. One of the characters in my current novel is a mother who did not spend the time with her children that she should have when they were children. Her husband raised them, and she missed many of their firsts moments. Something like that is so tragic, and need not happen, though it happens too much today. So take the time, my friends, to savor your lives. I think they got all the cancer, but too often they don't, or can't, and that snips the life out of the world as we know it. Savor your lives, please!!!! They are so precious, both to me, and to those around you in your phisical world. (And forgive me for waxing philosophical on the site for a moment, okay?)
And though we get philosophical from time to time, I thought I would add that disclaimer, just in case it bothered someone. I hope not, but you never can tell.
What I would say to you now, gentle reader, is that this post, being the first since I got out of the hospital, consists of quotes from another site, but the truths expressed there are no less applicable here. The details are the same for my hospitalization, and my feelings are the same whether original here, or there. I want you to know that I think of such things much of the time, though I don't express them here so often. Things are well enough for me, just now, but they will improve as time goes on. I am on Percocet, for one thing, just now, which will not last forever, I hope. That drug, though a powerful analgesic, is also quite addictive if used improperly. I must use it wisely, therefore, and get things done quickly, so that I can get off of it. I don't want to be addicted to something like that, and I doubt that the doctors I have would accept that condition in any case. I would hope not, at least.
Well, the writing here might be more disjointed this time around, for which I apologize, but the truths are there. I hope you can perceive them. And thank you, gentle reader, for your attentions again. I am pleased to have been of service, if such has been the case.
I got up at 0430 hours Thursday, and got to the hospital at 0515 hours, just as they had requested. I had to leave momentarily, but was back by 0532, was called back immediately, and the process began. They took very good care of me while I was there, as well. The people at St. Jeseph's Hospital care deeply for their patients, and it shows. They put me as much at my ease as they were able, and once someone began the processing, she stuck with me through that entire segment of my visit, until others replaced her in the OR waiting area.The procedure began right at 0730 with the first of the anesthetic being administered, and I was out until early Thursday afternoon, when I remember them moving me to the bed in my room. I called no one that day, but my family called a couple of times before they got me, mostly because I could not get to the phone at first. It was moved into position, and I talked to my sister that night, and then my Mom called the next day.Keep one of my nurses in mind. Her name is Patti, and she is expecting around early to mid-December. She was a fantastic nurse, and my roommate and I gave her a good-natured hard time sometimes, which she loved, and was saying today, "What am I going to do without you two for the next week?" We brought a smile to her face, and she to ours, whenever we had her for our nurse.I got morphine at first for the pain, which helped a lot, but I didn't walk until late Friday for the first time after surgery. That went well, however, and the next two also went well, so I was walking on my own Saturday afternoon. They had given me a Foley catheter, which the doctor ordered removed Friday afternoon, and that also made things much easier in the walking department. I did not, in fact, walk until everything was detached, which was fine with me. I did not want the complications of a bag and IV stand adding to my troubles, in any case.Saturday, I took two accompanied walks, and then was able to strike out on my own, and went to chapel this morning, where I had a good experience in a more or less Catholic/Episcopalian service. It was fun to be there, was an interesting message about us being shepherds to one another, and I had a chance to chat with the two others there, including the leader, for a few minutes before we went our separate ways.I walked home, slowly, when they released me after surgery, posted here, and then took a nap before coming back down. I feel strong enough to do this, and that is good. Now comes the recovery period, and in two weeks I get my staples out, following which I can, so far as I know, still go to Colorado. Nothing has changed in that department, though I might not be able to do one thing I wanted to do, unrelated to anything I have, so far as I can recall, posted here. I may not be able to play in a chess tournament held in Denver eacy year, but that's okay. I may go visiting, anyway, and see everyone who I khow down there.Well, that just about covers things for the moment, and is the longest post I have ever written, so far as I know. I hhpe you all enjoy reading it, and if there are questions, ask. I would be more than willing to answer them, if I can. So enjoy, and I will chat with you later!!!
My friends have shared a couple of things on that, including one menber who was pleased that I paused for a moment in my busy day, giving myself the opportunity to do the things that none of us ever do. Watch the squirrels bounce around on the grass, or run up a tree. Notice the flowers that we have dashed past so many times before. So many things that we must do. And here is how I answered him: (I have taken his name out, but the rest is unchanged)
Thank you so much for that thought, my friend. I am deeply appreciative of that sort of thing. Mostly I just read this morning, but that is one way to simply slow down, as well. Watch things going on around you, read a good book, enjoy the weather, and simply pause for a moment in the busy, too-fast-paced world we live in. I do appreciate moments such as that, and wish that more people could appreciate them with me. I hope that *YOU*, my friend, find the time to do that. And, like enemas, one must find, or make, the time to do such things. Time grows not on trees, and we must take the time to savor each moment. Too often, people do not do that, adn they lsse the omments that they should have been savoring. One of the characters in my current novel is a mother who did not spend the time with her children that she should have when they were children. Her husband raised them, and she missed many of their firsts moments. Something like that is so tragic, and need not happen, though it happens too much today. So take the time, my friends, to savor your lives. I think they got all the cancer, but too often they don't, or can't, and that snips the life out of the world as we know it. Savor your lives, please!!!! They are so precious, both to me, and to those around you in your phisical world. (And forgive me for waxing philosophical on the site for a moment, okay?)
And though we get philosophical from time to time, I thought I would add that disclaimer, just in case it bothered someone. I hope not, but you never can tell.
What I would say to you now, gentle reader, is that this post, being the first since I got out of the hospital, consists of quotes from another site, but the truths expressed there are no less applicable here. The details are the same for my hospitalization, and my feelings are the same whether original here, or there. I want you to know that I think of such things much of the time, though I don't express them here so often. Things are well enough for me, just now, but they will improve as time goes on. I am on Percocet, for one thing, just now, which will not last forever, I hope. That drug, though a powerful analgesic, is also quite addictive if used improperly. I must use it wisely, therefore, and get things done quickly, so that I can get off of it. I don't want to be addicted to something like that, and I doubt that the doctors I have would accept that condition in any case. I would hope not, at least.
Well, the writing here might be more disjointed this time around, for which I apologize, but the truths are there. I hope you can perceive them. And thank you, gentle reader, for your attentions again. I am pleased to have been of service, if such has been the case.
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