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End of a Long Short Week

End of a Long Short Week

Friday, July 22, 2022

8:27 PM

I’ve reached the end of a long short week. I’ve been in hospital since Tuesday. That’s only four days, but my cranky old man is trying to get out to complain:

 

  • I’m so tired of being a prisoner in isolation
  • I miss being able to go outside even if it is too hot and humid
  • The tubing that is giving me oxygen is rubbing on my skin and my nose and ears hurt
  • I had to wash my poopy undies in the sink and hang them to dry in the shower
  • I need a haircut
  • I had to cut the long nose and ear hairs with the tiny scissors on my Swiss Army knife
  • I’m bored with walking 10 steps to the left around the bed and then 10 steps to the right around the bed
  • I’ve begun talking to the beeping machines and they’re not answering in a friendly way
  • My low back hurts
  • I’m a little weepy tonight
  • I miss my best friend
  • And maybe the worst is not having any idea when this will end

 

I’m still grateful for the care I’m receiving through the wonderful staff at the QEH. I am so appreciative of all the support I’ve received from my relatives and friends from coast to coast to coast. I feel both fortunate and lucky, but I had to let the cranky old fellow out for a bit. Now what are the chances of getting a stiff drink around here?

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