Posted tagged ‘Surgery’

You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish yourself if you forget the errand.”

March 28, 2016

The story connected with today is a long one. It’s a bit boring but not because of length. It just is. I’ll start at the beginning as I figure that’s where everything starts. I had my annual physical today. My doctor is okay, not spectacular but okay. He had on a nice shirt for which I complimented him. His wife bought it. That was the pleasantry. He then went through the blood tests with me and decided I was relatively healthy for my age. He actually said that last part. He also said something about people of my generation. I ignored that. He said I needed to exercise more to lose weight. I explained as I do every time I see him that my back prevents that. I walk then stop then walk then stop. By then the distance I’ve walked can be easily measure in yards. I told him I take a handful of Aleve when my back is bad. Not a good thing he said. It will affect my kidneys. We then talked about my kidneys. It was an enthralling saga. He asked if I would be averse to a narcotic for pain. Silly question. He also decided I’ll have another MRI and go back to see the surgeon who did my last operation. He said to come back in two weeks. That was it I was done.

The library was next. Leave three books, get three more. I chatted a bit with the librarian then went back out into the pouring rain. I haven’t mentioned the rain before. It was pouring, a deluge, raining cats and dogs, torrential and relentless. I went in and out all day and never really dried.

My next stop was the pharmacy. I waited for prescriptions to be filled. The lady beside was wearing blue Converse sneakers with white laces. I told her I really liked her sneakers. We had a conversation about how we all wore them as kids. She has another in grey. I told her I had pink and purple high tops. She loved it. I got my prescriptions and went back into the rain, the torrential rain. My next stop was to have blood drawn. I just had that done Thursday but had to have it done again after a change in dosage. By then it was after two. I was hungry. I decided on Chinese food.

I went and bought my lunch to eat at home. It was tasty. After eating I decided I needed a nap. I slept until 5:15 so here I am.

Tomorrow I’ll tell you about Easter. I was quite a hit.

“A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song.”

June 24, 2013

My computer and I are sitting on the deck where a fair breeze is blowing away the heat and humidity. Gracie is lying in the shade, and Sheila is reading the paper and catching me up on the events of the world. Kay Starr is belting out Fool, Fool, Fool on iTunes and my neighbor’s house is being reshingled. I can hear the tap, tap of the nail gun, twice on each shingle. Meanwhile, the AC is on and my house will soon be cool. The morning is lovely right now, but I can already feel the heat the weatherman promised will be with us for three or four days. The deck looks lovely in the morning light. The potted flowers are in bloom, and their different colors brighten the day. The birds are singing noisily and are busy at the feeders, in and out, in and out.

A chickadee couple is quite the sensation. They fly together from branch to branch and perch together. They just flew so close to Sheila and me we could have touched each of them. Their tiny wings were fluttering by my ear, and Sheila said one brushed her cheek the other day. We figure a nest is near by so we’re keeping an eye out hoping to see it.

I’ve moved into the house. The sun hit me, and there are few places to hide. The house feels amazing, cool and inviting. I’m even going to have some toast. Lately I just haven’t felt like eating but today seemed a toast day, a rye toast day.

Okay, I’ve sat up far too long. I get stiff when I either sit or lie down too long, and I’ve hit that point and am ready to switch positions, to lie down. I’m thinking a nap.

Every day gets better!!

“I sew his ears on from time to time, sure.”

June 18, 2013

We are blessed yet again with a beautiful day, sunny with a pleasant breeze. The weather says showers later, but I’m okay with some rain. We haven’t had any in a few days. Yesterday I watered all the flowers on my deck and the vegetable garden just below the deck, and I had to fill the watering can a couple of times so the rain will help. Yesterday I also replaced a set of lights in the backyard. They are wound around a metal rod and look wonderful at night. Because the yard is all brush and trees, the lights look brilliant shining through the darkness. Two stars of white lights shine on the other side of the yard. At night, I like to stand by the deck rail and just look at the yard. It’s like having hundreds of fireflies putting on a show.

I have a busy day today making and changing beds, doing a laundry and some grocery shopping. My sister is coming down and staying a few days, all because of my back. It has been horrible of late so I saw a neurosurgeon in Hyannis a couple of weeks ago who had me get new x-rays and an MRI. When I saw him last week for the results, he said nothing really had changed since the last surgery, but he suggested I have surgery to add two more screws to the side opposite where the two screws already are. He said it could help or not, but it wouldn’t make it worse. The idea that it might help was enough so I agreed. I’m having surgery tomorrow. The hospital stay should be a couple of days so Coffee will go dark until Saturday at the earliest, but maybe not. I’m bringing my iPad so if I feel okay, I’ll post Thursday or Friday. Nothing better than an insider’s look at the hospital. I’ll be in a single room so no roommate horror stories. I could go Stephen King and make something up. I think a hospital is a great spot for eerie doings and wandering spirits. My imagination can go hog-wild.

My sister is taking care of the cats and Gracie. Fern and Maddie are easy, but Miss Gracie demands a lot of attention. She’ll also want to sleep in the single bed with my sister. I’m changing my bed just in case Sheila needs more room to share. She also came down for last surgery, and we’re both hoping the recovery will be as easy as it was the last time. I’m happy for the company. I don’t see her often enough.

I expect all will go well and we’ll be chatting again in a few days!

“A hospital bed is a parked taxi with the meter running.”

November 8, 2010

Snow was on the deck furniture covers this morning in a couple of spots. I figured it came from a few stray flurries as last night was cold and it rained, poured, all day and night. Today is no better. I have to venture to the deck later to fill the feeders. Maybe I should be looking for my mukluks.

I have much to do today. Later, I’m heading to Boston to stay overnight at a hotel because I have to be at the hospital by six for surgery at 7:30.  I’m having back surgery. My back has been horrible for a while, and I tried all of the steps recommended by my doctor before we decided it was time for the surgery. They’re fusing a couple of vertebrae and holding them in place with screws. I will be in the hospital for three days so Coffee will be on hiatus. I’m looking at maybe Friday but definitely Saturday for my triumphant return to the blogosphere.

The screws have given some the opportunity to make a few remarks having to do with my sanity. I abided all the barbs and added a few of my own. I admitted I was getting screwed, proverbially of course.

I have a bit to do before I can leave so I have to get myself in gear. Talk to you Saturday!