Friday, January 9, 2015

Where the hell have I been - Part 2

After the phone call from the doc's nurse, we went to North Central Baptist, they couldn't help me, they took me by ambulance to Christus Santa Rosa.  I stayed there about 10 to 15 days. They put a drain in my gallbladder which drained into a bag that was stitched to the to  the stint inside of me.  My mom told me 7 stones came out and the rest was green fluid.

With liver issues, your skin turns green and your eyes (more yellow), urine and BM all green.  It is difficult to see it on yourself because you see yourself every day in the mirror.  Before turning green, doctors and nurses would tell me I look gray. Couldn't tell that either.

Christus felt they couldn't do any more for me.  So they  sent me by ambulance to University for the further care and got me stabilized.  I spent about two weeks - got out on November 27th.

The liver doc is currently working on getting together a list of tests that the University of Miami Liver Institute requires for new patients.   My doc wants me to go there as he used to work there and it is top-notch. It will be  a pain to move to Miami - but worth it if it all works out.

Unfortunately, I had to go back to the hospital.  My mom and I left at 3:40 in the and went to the
More later -

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Sunday, January 4, 2015

Where the hell have I been - part 1

Hi All

It has been so long since I blogged!  I am going to have to break it into parts because it kills me to sit  - I don't have a laptop - I have an all in one computer.

So starting around mid October, I started falling a lot.  Luckily, I didn't break anything - just had massive bruises everywhere.  However my head hit the floor hard.  I went for a PET scan and all was well.  However, my mind was a jumble.  For instance, I tried to write a check 15 times before I got it right.  I would make doctor appointment, hang up the phone and then promptly forget what was arranged. 

Mom moved in with me towards the of October once she realized I was getting sick.  We would have conversations and I would have to stop and often say that my brain wasn't working right.  I got a call from the doc's nurse saying go to the ER.  Mom said I gave her the stuff I wanted to take. Don't remember that.

This blog is co-remembered by my mom as I don't remember any of this.

More parts to come -

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