Good morning folks, Only 6 more days until Santa comes to visit I hope you have been good little boys and girls, because Santa does know. I am doing well today, and for the week I am going to give it another 3.5 week, I am still riding the efforts of my granddaughter. We had given her some new bed linen (stuff only a little girl could love) and she did love it. She called on Tuesday to thank grandma and grandpa. All those years of teaching her mother manners has paid off very well. Cari is extremely polite, for which I am very proud of her. So the combination of Cari, and just plain old feeling decent I will give the week a 3.5. I have no pressing health issues currently, no bugs, no colds, no anything, knocking on wood, granite, tin, steel, whatever I can find to not jinx it.
A review of the week is quite simple. I had a vascular access port implantation on Tuesday 12/17/13. The procedure was simple from my point of view, but the hospital staff made it emotionally more difficult than it needed to be. Pre-op preparation included coming off all blood thinner 5 days to surgery, because I have MRSA inhabiting my lungs and nasal passageway I had to swab my nose 3 times a day up to and thru surgery day. In addition I had to complete 3 skin cleansings prior to surgery. Apparently using a bar of soap and a washcloth just doesn’t do the trick. So 3 days prior to surgery I had to use a 4% chlorhexidine antiseptic soap, in addition to my normal shower routine. Again, no big deal just a minor PIA.
We were asked to come to the hospital at 11am for a 1pm scheduled surgery. The day before (12/16/13) we were called to come in even earlier because most likely my surgery was going to happen ahead of schedule. We showed up as requested, and were rapidly moved into the surgical unit were I was prepped for surgery. Vitals at the time of surgery were BP 125/68, O2 98% (they had me on 3 lpm) heart rate 103, and weight to friggin much (283), Then I was told they would be there shortly to brief me on the surgery and then wheel me into surgery. Total time at the hospital 20 minutes, it was now 10:40am. We did not see a soul nor did anyone talk to us for the next 90 minutes. Finally after waiting those 90 minutes I hit the call button, a nurse showed up (bringing her attitude with her) and told us that sometimes surgery takes longer than expected but I was next so just be patient. She put her nose in the air and walked away. After sitting for another hour, I once again called for an update, and another nurse with a crappy attitude showed up and listened to me rant for a minute and left “saying she would get the unit manager,” My wife who is a lovely lady has just about zero patience, and has even less of a tolerance for B S than I do (and I don’t tolerate it well at all). She was fuming and getting ready to unsurgerically remove someone ass LOL. She turned to me as said “Honey the nurse said she would get the unit Mgr in to advise us.” I had to tell Steph that getting unit Mgr in was nurse speak for just blowing us off. Which put Steph on a different plane. But 10 minutes later my doctor came by and advised us that there had been some difficulty with the prior patient, and it could take 30 or 45 minutes to get that patient stabilized and then it would be my turn. Time now 2:15pm.
At approximately 2:50pm the surgical nurse and the joy juice Doc came to get me. We had a very strong conversation that she was not going to put me to sleep. Apparently she came into this thinking she would. But after a few minutes discussion, she realized I was to be given a strong local, and just enough joy juice to keep me calm during the procedure. At 2:59pm I was on the operating table and they soon started my procedure, I was talked to almost continually during the operation. I felt no pain, I felt a little tugging when I was being stitched up (only 4 stitches), and by 4:00pm I was back in recovery alert, sitting up, and drinking apple juice. At 5pm we were in the car headed home, and by 6:30 dinner was served, I even helped clean up after dinner.
Wednesday am I drove myself over for my monthly IVIG treatment. They were tickled to death having the Mediport, and it was put to the test immediately. There wasn’t a single hitch. One tiny stick is all it takes, and within minutes the infusion begins. Very very convenient.
I have only 1 doctor appt next week, and that is a follow with the Doctor that installed the Mediport. I will be seeing Doc Lung on the 30th for an INR checkup, and won’t be seeing Doc Head until January.
Well folks that about wraps up this week’s How I Feel, and I will be posting it a day early surprise surprise. It has been a good week on many levels, and I have learned things, and that is always good.
New week is Christmas, and I would like to take a moment to wish each of you a very Merry Christmas. I truly hope the holidays bring you nothing but joy and happiness, as you have brought to me this past year.
Thank you for your continued good thoughts, and as always your comments welcomed are encouraged – Please take care, Bill