it's been a while

but since there wasn't much to say i didn't blog.

you know how they say "when it rains it pours" or "you've gotta roll with the punches?" welcome to my past few days.

5/28/09:

i wake up, get ready, go to the ortho center to get my cast off, get x-rays, see the doctor, schedule surgery for tonight because of an infection apparently it's shady enough to operate tonight, try to talk to the boss to see if she'll let me work tomorrow, she's out of the office at meetings, come home shower, got ready to go back to the hospital for surgery, sat and waited for a few hours because i had eaten a small bag of cheerios before seeing dr. sullivan, dad came to give me a blessing, going to get an iv.. no wait she needs a picc line... no we'll do that tomorrow iv it is, consented for surgery, told lake powell in 3 weeks is a no go, told that he'd most likely operate one more time because he wants to take the plate out, almost cry again--not because i'm sad or in pain but because i'm sooooooo frustrated at this point, meet the anesthesiologists, happy i recognized the resident and think he's good down on l&d, go to one of the new ors, it has pretty tiles on the wall, hold the mask on my face for the anesthesiologists mcallister and lui, wake up in pacu scratching my head, rn gave me meds probably demerol, wake up again asking my mom about the surgery, my throat was sore so i asked about being under a general instead of tiva like they had discussed, asleep, wake up text people... no i don't remember texting but they were in my sent box as proof, asleep again, time to go, change into my clothes, wait for the messenger to come get me with a wheelchair, peter is his name, he was nice. i don't remember my nurses names except the two pre-op nurses kathryn and sonja, ride home spent sleeping, wake up at the off ramp and am surprised we were so close to home, super grumpy with my mom-- why? not sure, it was all a big blur, get home see balloons on the front porch, go inside set my stuff down, check out the balloons, they're attached to some calcium enriched grape juice, a toblerone, & a cute card--thank you!! refill my ice pack (actually my mom did this) drank some grape juice, went to bed. anyone else had as good of a day as me?

5/29/09

 dr sullivan cleared me to work, woke up felt a little groggy and my arm hurt a bit but the ibuprofen worked wonders for my pain, got to work, everyone looked at me like i was looney for being there, sat through part of a meeting, felt like puking, excused myself, paged Bob the picc line guy, got my picc line, apparently my basilic vein is huge and perfect for him--said it looked like an overweight person's vein, got my second dose of vanc, learned that is what caused my head to itch so much the night before, re-learned sash, went home, took benadryl, more ibuprofen & went to sleep. woke up for a little, next dose of vancomycin, back to bed.

today:

  home health care nurse (yep i said home health care nurse) came to change my picc line dressing & explain when they'd come to see me, told me how expensive my little non-reusable infusion devices are, talked a bit more & left.

remember how happy i was to pay off my student loan? i'm pretty sure these medical bills are going to kill me. wohoo!

oh anad my once again skinny fingers are now swollen and stiff.