GTIF. Good Thing It's Friday
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Close your eyes for a moment and imagine being 12 - don't worry, the internet will still be here when you open them again. You're 12 years old, and you're in a room with your parents. You're in that room together for 24 hours a day and for four solid days. With your parents. You're forced to stay in a bed while their faces hover a couple of feet above you, telling you what a trooper you are.
Crazy yet? No?
How about we add in the worst pain of your life.
Now? No?
WOW! YOU REALLY ARE A TROOPER! LOOK AT YOU!!
Let's take away that morphine you've been slurping on.
How about now? Looking for this?
We've gotten lots of positive news today.
I don't care about your news.
This morning, the two hugely uncomfortable drains in her back were removed. The arterial line is also gone. Ro's temperature is down to normal range. Her breathing and leg exercises are coming along very well. After talking with the good doctor this morning, it was decided that she would be fitted for a hard plastic brace instead of going back into traction for the days leading up to Surgery II - The Empire Strikes The Back. It's no flowing gossamer gown, but the brace is aces up against re-applying the ice tongs to either side of your head for traction. One big benefit of the brace is that it will allow Ro to sit up in bed, which is handy for a lot of things. I won't go into it.
So long, artline.
This evening, we officially ruled out one other potentially big problem: The lack of productivity in the area of bowel movement is now definitely attributed to Ro's morphine habit that she picked up in the Nam. A side-worry was that the paralysis symptoms exhibited in her foot may also be playing havoc in her intestines. Not the case. Ruled out. All good, except that I went into it.
The switch from sweet sweet morphine to vicodin today has been rough, but the itch is going away, the nauseous feeling is subsiding, and the strike has ended at the Crap Factory. Production is scheduled to resume anytime now. Now all we have to do is have another back surgery. That won't be too bad for a trooper like Ro*. My God, I AM annoying.
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13 comments:
Guess. Who. Pooped.
I'm so glad.
She was in the Nam? Was she in the shit?
Way to go, Dad! Now the whole world knows about Ro*'s evacuation accomplishments...or not. Is nothing private???
Thanks for this blog--nothing since
8 am--way too long!!
P.S. I finally figured how to get on this blog...a little slow!
Quin is absolutely mortified, on behalf of Ro*, of course. You're a dead man when she read this...
Way to "go" Ro*!!! Woo Hoo!
I hate to be the nay-sayer but the big event about which we should not speak has yet to happen. Just a snafu with communications, but certainly understandable with the sleep depravity going on in these parts. Speaking of which, please do not look for a new blog soon. I don't do it and Keith has been up all night with Ro* and her pain which has taken on a life of its own. He is resting at Em's for a while and I am here. She will soon get the much awaited brace to support her back so she can get up or at least sit up which will get things moving we hope. She is determined. She is awesome.
The Atlanta Druekes will all be thinking poopy thoughts. I mean, we usually are anyway so this is really no stretch for us.
Pain is so uncool. I really hope it abates considerably today. Seriously, you guys are all at the forefront of our minds.
xoxox
Thank you Lisa,
Do you think that you could sing that poopy song of long ago on Ro*'s behalf? She could use some "Diarrhea" and it was such a catchy song.
You are all in our thoughts- look for BA- LOONS today!
Fiber plus fluid equals....I know I know this is elementary but is she getting enough of both?
Hate to keep harping but the pain control thing---can they really not do any more? The nurse in me wants to alleviate her suffering.
I did not read this to Lauren, Ro* and I am a nurse so please don't kill your father!
Ellen, just keep with the comments-you are doing great!
I am trying to visualize Ro* pain free and healing quickly like the "Cheerleader" (Ro* winces) on Heroes.
Ro*, I think you are heroic!
We love you and when you are up to it-say the word-we will be there.
LABLJW
Sending you loving thoughts of happy poop.
Yes, I did just write that.
The pain thing is quite uncool. The Northern troops will storm the building soon on her behalf if they don't alleviate it.
Ro* is not the only one with brave scores off the charts here. You two are just as strong and amazing.
Sending all the love we have,
Lauren, Jay & Girls
It's been a long week, Ro*. Especially for you, but also for the rest of us watching your progress and rootin' for you.
I'm sure the worst is behind you (no pun intended). You've come through the main battle with flying colors and although there may be some skirmishes ahead, there is no doubt that you are a winner.
We're looking forward to seeing you up and around and in the pink.
All our love, grammagramps.
Meanwhile, Cleo says hi also. She is very busy playing with Farley, chasing Molly, eating and sleeping.
I just noticed Ellen said "sleep depravity", when I'm fairly sure she meant "deprivation". No matter. I like sleep depravity better anyway.
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