Youngest is out of the hospital without a definitive diagnosis. They think it's gastroenteritis, which is really just a generic catch-all for your gut is unhappy.
She is feeling better. Mostly because they finally let her eat real food today.
We celebrated with dinner at TGI Friday's and Zombieland. I recommend both.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Have I told you lately how much I hate hospitals?
No? Well, let me assure you, I do. Doesn't mater if I'm the patient or someone else. The bureaucracy drives me nuts.
Youngest went to the emergency room last night with abdominal pains. We checked in at 7:45. At around 5 AM, we were moved upstairs after a CT scan and ultrasound found no signs of appendicitis or ovarian cysts. She's a mystery.
We've waited almost 2 hours for a tylenol. The doctor assigned is a surgeon and he must have been in surgery because it took that long to get a dose approved. Still haven't seen it though.
Since we're not sure what is going on, we're sitting here waiting. Waiting to see if she gets better or if she gets sicker. So far, there hasn't been much, if any, change. She is now running a slight fever. Points in the appendicitis column despite a negative CT. Her pain level, which is really why we're still here, hasn't changed. Not better. Not worse. So points in the I don't know what the fuck is going on column.
Chances are high that we will be here through at least tonight. I've gotten about 3 hours of sleep, mostly in little cat naps. Hubby is going to stay tonight. Despite not joining us in the ER (he stayed home and did laundry, of all things) he stayed up almost as late as I and is leaving work early since his brain is too fuzzy to focus on work.
Happy, happy. Joy, joy. To top it off, Youngest is a really cranky and non-communicative patient. She just withdraws when she's feeling bad and you have to push her to tell you what's going on. It's frustrated her surgeon enough that he wants her to hold off on the prescribed morphine. Since he wants her conscious and marginally verbal when he sees her.
Any way, that's the latest from my neck of the woods. Some of you have emailed me to let me know comments have not been working. I checked the settings and everything looks okay. I had changed comments to embedded but I changed them back to pop-up. Let me know if that works.
Youngest went to the emergency room last night with abdominal pains. We checked in at 7:45. At around 5 AM, we were moved upstairs after a CT scan and ultrasound found no signs of appendicitis or ovarian cysts. She's a mystery.
We've waited almost 2 hours for a tylenol. The doctor assigned is a surgeon and he must have been in surgery because it took that long to get a dose approved. Still haven't seen it though.
Since we're not sure what is going on, we're sitting here waiting. Waiting to see if she gets better or if she gets sicker. So far, there hasn't been much, if any, change. She is now running a slight fever. Points in the appendicitis column despite a negative CT. Her pain level, which is really why we're still here, hasn't changed. Not better. Not worse. So points in the I don't know what the fuck is going on column.
Chances are high that we will be here through at least tonight. I've gotten about 3 hours of sleep, mostly in little cat naps. Hubby is going to stay tonight. Despite not joining us in the ER (he stayed home and did laundry, of all things) he stayed up almost as late as I and is leaving work early since his brain is too fuzzy to focus on work.
Happy, happy. Joy, joy. To top it off, Youngest is a really cranky and non-communicative patient. She just withdraws when she's feeling bad and you have to push her to tell you what's going on. It's frustrated her surgeon enough that he wants her to hold off on the prescribed morphine. Since he wants her conscious and marginally verbal when he sees her.
Any way, that's the latest from my neck of the woods. Some of you have emailed me to let me know comments have not been working. I checked the settings and everything looks okay. I had changed comments to embedded but I changed them back to pop-up. Let me know if that works.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
RTT- And the saga continues...
It's Tuesday. I'm late. You know the drill.
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Two doctors visits in as many days later and the news is in. It's not anything really unexpected. Blood work normal. Blood pressure good. Pulmonary Function Test fine. Poked, prodded and scrapped ( you know what I mean, ladies). The only real oddity was a questionable result or two from the echocardiogram. Since none of these tests gave the good doctor an answer, it's off to more tests. Now I get to do a stress test to make the sure oddities are nothing to be concerned about. Yay me.
Oh, and the good doctor concedes that I need to see a Lymph specialist. Since nothing he's done so far points to anything else. It's so much fun having a condition that is diagnosed by ruling everything else out first.
I predict that the stress test will show that I am a fat, out of shape, middle aged woman. And nothing else. Cause that about sums it up when you take out the Lymphedema.
Any one in your neck of the woods down with the dreaded H1N1? The only people I know with the nasty bug are from church. One enormously pregnant friend has a sick kiddo. She's due in like two weeks and here's hoping she doesn't catch this. That would suck.
Youngest is moping around today with what I've diagnosed as stayinguptoolate syndrome. As in, I don't care what you say I can function on only 3 hours of sleep a day during the week with a marathon sleep session on Saturday to "make up" for my general nocturnal behavior and suffer zero consequences. She is now suffering the consequences - dizziness, stomach upset, general feeling of crap - that we're hoping doesn't morph into the dreaded H1N1. Cause being a college student is apparently a risk factor according to my OB/Gyn.
I'm about ready to concede defeat and simply pull up the carpet and be done with it. We got some volcanic ash from someone who swears this should solve our odor problem. If it doesn't work, it's coming out. I'd rather have concrete sub-flooring than spend any more time in the miasma. Seriously. It's embarrassing just writing about it.
Speaking of the doctor, he's all, you're going to keep loosing weight, right? And start getting some exercise, right? And I'm all, yes doctor. I'm using the Wii Fit and doing Weight Watchers. So, I am going all official here and declaring that I am going to use the Wii Fit every morning and be a good girl and stay on the diet. I've been reluctant to chronicle the weight loss here but maybe someone will keep me honest. Because I am essentially a lazy coward who doesn't want to be accountable to someone else. Or, you know, get all I've only eaten carrots all week and why is my skin turning orange kind of blogger.
About my general laziness in re blogging. Well, what can I say? Weird Wednesday has died a quiet little death. I missed last week and wasn't actually too bothered. Apparently, no one else was either. Work has actually provided me with actual work of late, so no blogging at work. And Facebook has sucked me in a spat me out - FarmVille and Zynga Poker mostly. Clearly I am addicted. Since the first step is admitting you have a problem, I'll say it here:
Hi, I'm TrueBlueTexan and I'm a Facebook-aholic.
Care to join me in a game of Zynga Poker?
Friday, October 2, 2009
Do You Read Banned Books?
What do The Grapes of Wrath, Little Red Riding Hood, Webster's Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary and Playboy have in common?
Every one of these works has been censored somewhere in the United States. Censorship comes in many forms. Whenever a school board librarian, newspaper editor, politician, or store owner tries to take away your right to decide what you want to see, hear or read, that is censorship.
In honor of Banned Books Week (September 26 -- October 3), I took a quiz to see which classic novels of the 20th century have also been banned or challenged. Take the quiz to find out for yourself.
http://action.aclu.org/bannedbooks
Blatantly stolen from the ACLU website. They sent it to me first in an email so I think they won't mind. ; )
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Every one of these works has been censored somewhere in the United States. Censorship comes in many forms. Whenever a school board librarian, newspaper editor, politician, or store owner tries to take away your right to decide what you want to see, hear or read, that is censorship.
In honor of Banned Books Week (September 26 -- October 3), I took a quiz to see which classic novels of the 20th century have also been banned or challenged. Take the quiz to find out for yourself.
http://action.aclu.org/bannedbooks
Blatantly stolen from the ACLU website. They sent it to me first in an email so I think they won't mind. ; )
None so blind...
...as those who will not see.
John Boehner is one of the blind. GOP Minority leader Boehner is quoted as saying "I'm still trying to find the first American to talk to who's in favor of the public option, other than a member of Congress or a member of the administration. I've not talked one and I get to a lot of places. I've not had anyone come up to me -- I know I'm inviting them -- and lobby for the public option. This is about as unpopular as a garlic milkshake."
Health Care for America Now as an online petition to let Mr. Boehner know that there are Americans in favor of the public option. Won't you join me in signing and let him know that there are plenty of us out there that want health care reform.
Contact Rep. Boehner here and send him this nifty garlic ice cream recipe I found. Apparently, there's this garlic festival in California every year that makes garlic ice cream. From there it's just one small step to a milkshake. H/T to Charles Lemos at MyDD.com.
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John Boehner is one of the blind. GOP Minority leader Boehner is quoted as saying "I'm still trying to find the first American to talk to who's in favor of the public option, other than a member of Congress or a member of the administration. I've not talked one and I get to a lot of places. I've not had anyone come up to me -- I know I'm inviting them -- and lobby for the public option. This is about as unpopular as a garlic milkshake."
Health Care for America Now as an online petition to let Mr. Boehner know that there are Americans in favor of the public option. Won't you join me in signing and let him know that there are plenty of us out there that want health care reform.
Contact Rep. Boehner here and send him this nifty garlic ice cream recipe I found. Apparently, there's this garlic festival in California every year that makes garlic ice cream. From there it's just one small step to a milkshake. H/T to Charles Lemos at MyDD.com.
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