Again, not posted bc I think its great blogging. Need something for those who ask and in case something happens.

I may report vastly different versions of how things are going based on the time of the day.

Doing fine in morning with painkillers working. In early afternoon, had first solid food. Got my cath taken out. Hit 1500 on my spirometer. Did a walk around the floor. Then got my first solid 2+ hour nap.

Earlier in the day, surgeon’s associate had bullied me with tough talk on using the spirometer and getting up to walk, implying I had been a slacker the previous day. This guy is far more experienced and knowledgable than the previous day’s Dr. C (J) but he still earns my affectionate nickname of Dr. Asshole.

So upon waking up from my nap, I was in terrible pain due to lack of self-administered med. My surgeon, who is Dr. Nice Guy, told me I needed not to push myself too hard, that I was doing fine with recovery but would need a couple more days. He basically contradicted the other doc.

So I’m here until at least Sunday.

Things quiet tonight except when I awoke from a nice nap again. Needed to get up to use the loo. Lack of recent pain med meant horrible pain coupled with extreme shivering. Nurse assistant “write down random temp” seemed wholly indifferent to my suffering. Wondering if its because I ratted her out yesterday.

Note to well-meaning visitors…please do not crowd me for long periods. Please do not attempt to be my proxy.

On another note, I briefly turned on TV at noon, saw on CNN that a couple of people had been shot at an elementary school. The scope had not become apparent.  I’m selfishly relieved that I turned off the tv and a few hours later happened to land on Cartoon Network’s Adventure Time.

Dr. Chiang, let’s call him that, since it would be unfair to publicly call him out when he may be a fine intern. (I’ve substituted the J with a Ch.) That’d the attending physician. I am biased against doctors ten years my junior who can’t engage in a basic provider-patient dialogue and suggests that I start using my spirometer as a remedy for my fever. Agreed that the spirometer is helpful, but he simply presumed I hadn’t. I had been despite the discomfort of doing so. Ok,  so minor issue.

I’m just going to make an aside and declare that I hate typing on my Nexus 7 tablet. My thumbs ate challenged. Need a physical keyboard. Would switch to my oldschool phone with slideout keyboard but I’ve misplaced it for the moment.

And I really ought to be resting instead if stressing over the D team that’s in charge of me tonight. The phlebotomist who just did a double blood draw did an awesome job.

Anyway, forget the spirometer. They’re checking blood and urine and presumably will give me an antibiotic.

And if I die, I hold them all accountable.

H and K get Z. Someone please give Herman s good home. Leave Mr F with my vet.

Joking folks, though the care of the cats must be considered.

An hour ago, the unlisted NT took my temperature, came up with three readings that were all over the place. Rather than start over with a new thermometer, she just picked one…somewhere around 100.6 even though there had been one over 102. I guess she didn’t want to set up any alarms since I reported not feeling particularly feverish. I don’t know why I went along with it. I just had the nurse take it. It’s 101.8. And I feel a little nauseous. She’s paging “the doctor”. Who’s the doctor? Who knows.

I was going to post a new summary with the latest downs and ups…I had finally just started feeling a little better in the last few hours, finally getting sufficient pain meds. Now I’m having another WTF moment. All the nursing assistant had to do was take my vital signs. There aren’t very many of ’em. The temperature is a pretty important one.