Not that I was going to willfully disobey to good doctor, I just wasn’t going to ever go back to Sommerset if I could avoid it! Instead, I got a new gastro and he’s much better at pretty much everything. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Sneaky, sneaky–but at least I didn’t have to use a bedpan! *shudder* By the following morning I’d gotten better at being able to unhook and rehook myself (though the compression things were tough since I couldn’t bend real well). Good […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
No swaddling or gentle wake-up this go round! Oh, no, my arms were strapped to boards to keep them out of the way and the pain, oh the pain, that assailed me like a visible force before I even dared […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I am a very lucky girl. Wobbly is my word for getting overly emotional at any given time–it’s humorous and usually makes whatever situation, real or imagined by my psyche, less tense. Laugh or cry, right? Sometimes both. Thankfully I […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Sorry for the info-dump, gang, but I’m trying to move this section along but not leave anything important, out! I figured, I can blog that bit but then it’s 1 step removed from the story and it shouldn’t have to […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
If I didn’t already mention, most of the doctor-dump craziness and resulting scramble happened at the same time my car decided to lose it’s mind (pretty much literally: the electrical system kept wonking out–find out all about my car woes […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
If I’m not mistaken, the insert was to keep me from biting down on the tube they were about to feed down my throat. It’s only an educated guess, though, as they didn’t tell me about that part before-hand. I […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Oh, those little white lies. I mean, what do you say to someone you’ve known for years but only on a passing basis? I didn’t need him to know why I was there nor want to think about why he […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s one thing to waste a weekend house-bound for those blasted tests but to have to do so every couple of weeks due to lab errors was positively horrible. But Dr.K sure felt more comfortable being able to tidy up […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Actually, between my regular doctor and the cardiologist I had a Holter monitor for 24 hours as well. But (aside from the odd contraption itsel) there wasn’t much amusing about it. The nurse didn’t seem amused by my question but, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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