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Danger
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Hi, folks;
I seem to have undergone the events of the past couple of weeks in the reverse of the order that one would expect.
First, I was kind of dead, but not quite, and temporarily. Part of that involved me extubating myself, which pissed off the trauma crew, so they knocked me out and kept me unconscious on life support for the next 4 days. They then either chose to trust me or got tired of my snoring, because the next 5 days were conscious on life support.
From there, I went to Pulmonary Care Unit IC, on oxygen and still not able to walk or eat. I don't like to have anyone, no matter how gorgeous, changing my diaper, so I started walking really quickly. Within 2 days, they took me off of the oxygen, including during walks. The nurses started finding trays that nobody wanted, to get me something like a meal. (One egg and one piece of toast are approximately 1/4 of a real breakfast, and about 1/8 of a lunch or supper.)
Anyhow, my recovery skills seem to be okay, because they punted me home today. Did some shopping on the way, so I shouldn't have to leave the house for at least a couple of weeks. One thing worries me; I was told that if I catch anything like that same kind of bug again, I will not survive regardless of medical attempts. This is making me somewhat trepidatious about rejoining society. Is it worth being with friends if doing so can kill you? I rather think "yes" to that, but it's best to strike a balance.
Anyhow, I'm still alive for now and intend to stay that way. I might lie low for days at a time, but I will be monitoring and occasionally posting.
I seem to have undergone the events of the past couple of weeks in the reverse of the order that one would expect.
First, I was kind of dead, but not quite, and temporarily. Part of that involved me extubating myself, which pissed off the trauma crew, so they knocked me out and kept me unconscious on life support for the next 4 days. They then either chose to trust me or got tired of my snoring, because the next 5 days were conscious on life support.
From there, I went to Pulmonary Care Unit IC, on oxygen and still not able to walk or eat. I don't like to have anyone, no matter how gorgeous, changing my diaper, so I started walking really quickly. Within 2 days, they took me off of the oxygen, including during walks. The nurses started finding trays that nobody wanted, to get me something like a meal. (One egg and one piece of toast are approximately 1/4 of a real breakfast, and about 1/8 of a lunch or supper.)
Anyhow, my recovery skills seem to be okay, because they punted me home today. Did some shopping on the way, so I shouldn't have to leave the house for at least a couple of weeks. One thing worries me; I was told that if I catch anything like that same kind of bug again, I will not survive regardless of medical attempts. This is making me somewhat trepidatious about rejoining society. Is it worth being with friends if doing so can kill you? I rather think "yes" to that, but it's best to strike a balance.
Anyhow, I'm still alive for now and intend to stay that way. I might lie low for days at a time, but I will be monitoring and occasionally posting.
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