So much hospital.
Jun. 8th, 2015 04:39 amI haven't been posting because I haven't had the energy, but in short, my medical saga continues. Three days ago (two? Four? Time runs together here) I was diagnosed with something called acute kidney injury. In other words, my kidneys were overwhelmed by one of the drugs I'd been getting, probably one of the IV antibiotics, and I have to stay in the hospital until my labs look better. This will hopefully be in the next day or two, but no one really knows. It shouldn't be serious or permanent, at least.
Either the kidney thing or the new oral antibiotics I've been getting have left me with literally no appetite (or worse--let's just say Zofran is my friend right now). I'm existing largely on Popsicles and pudding at the moment. Trust me when I say it's not a weight loss plan I'd recommend. Not helping is the fact that my body doesn't seem to react quickly enough for these doctors, as when I didn't produce a bowel movement in good enough time and they pumped me full of laxatives, with predictable results. Let's just say there was an incident which led me to lose all modesty and leave it at that.
On the bright side, one of my teams of doctors (I now have three) took me off continuous heart monitoring, which meant immediate movement to a much bigger, nicer room in a non-surgical ward. Plus not having to be hooked up to the heart monitor leads every moment is REALLY nice, even if I am still on IV fluids. And I don't think the medical students have found me yet, which cuts down a little on interruptions--those were getting to be a real bear, to the point where I broke down in front of one of them the other day and extracted a promise he would never come back and would tell all his buddies to stay away too. The only downside is this room is kind of hot, which my stomach doesn't like. Boo.
Anyway, being in limbo sucks, and I hope I get out of it soon. In order, I would really like to not be nauseated, have an appetite, and to get the hell out of here. Goat sacrifices, anyone?
Either the kidney thing or the new oral antibiotics I've been getting have left me with literally no appetite (or worse--let's just say Zofran is my friend right now). I'm existing largely on Popsicles and pudding at the moment. Trust me when I say it's not a weight loss plan I'd recommend. Not helping is the fact that my body doesn't seem to react quickly enough for these doctors, as when I didn't produce a bowel movement in good enough time and they pumped me full of laxatives, with predictable results. Let's just say there was an incident which led me to lose all modesty and leave it at that.
On the bright side, one of my teams of doctors (I now have three) took me off continuous heart monitoring, which meant immediate movement to a much bigger, nicer room in a non-surgical ward. Plus not having to be hooked up to the heart monitor leads every moment is REALLY nice, even if I am still on IV fluids. And I don't think the medical students have found me yet, which cuts down a little on interruptions--those were getting to be a real bear, to the point where I broke down in front of one of them the other day and extracted a promise he would never come back and would tell all his buddies to stay away too. The only downside is this room is kind of hot, which my stomach doesn't like. Boo.
Anyway, being in limbo sucks, and I hope I get out of it soon. In order, I would really like to not be nauseated, have an appetite, and to get the hell out of here. Goat sacrifices, anyone?
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