ummmm....Have you been looking for me? Here I am.
And I really don't know where to start to describe the last 7 or 8 days of me life. I'll try to do a little bit of a time line here...very brief...because if I had the gumption and you had the patience, well, I could talk for hours....but let's face it. Life goes on with or without a foot of your intestines.
So, last Tuesday night (3rd) I got really sick and had to go to the ER with this unreal pain in my abdomen which turned out to be a bowel obstruction. (Even saying that makes me feel 73 years old.) The next day I had surgery and came through just fine. Of course it couldn't end there, though. (And, by the way, I may have these days wrong because I was very drugged, so Bobbie Jo can verify or fill in the gaps if need be.) Anyway, the next day there was all kinds of mayhem with my oxygen levels and people were freaking out running around in hysterics trying to fix that and discovered I had a blood clot in my lung. So, off to Intensive Care. (If you want a taste of what solitary confinement would be like - try the ICU...only I guess, it's more like solitary confinement with lots of annoying people around to stick you and poke you and make you miserable.) OK...so that's worked out now and I'm back in a regular room and should be able to go home in a few days. Today's the first day I've felt more like myself and have been able to bitch coherently throughout the day about my condition. All that other bitching was just the medicine talking.
I have very little energy so I will end here...but let me say - I have some stories to share from this experience. Don't I always? I'll try to write more tomorrow because I want to tell you about things before the drug-induced fog erases them from my memory. First thing you will hear about is a lady named "Wonder."
Oh, I think I should show you how Bobbie Jo decorated my room with pics of the doggies. (RK gave me a cute little white stuffed dog that I named "Cowgirl" who is keeping me company for now. See her in the picture above.) I miss my two so much and still haven't figured out a way to smuggle them in here. And my niece, Kendall, did a nice rendering of what I would look like if I were a bunny and what PJ would look like in yellow overalls.
Off to eat my delicious low resolution dinner...