TRUMDHBGE, Part II
Here we go again!!
Hey gang. Sorry for my absence. Last Friday I was rushed to the ER because my insicion had become infected and had fluid literally pouring from it. The stitching on the abdominal wall had snapped and they had to open me up again and re-stich everything back together again.
And to ensure I heal proper this time, they hooked up a "wound-vac" or sump pump or what ever the hell it's called.... and now I have no staples on the skin, but a sponge inserted into the wound, and it slowly sucks the wound into healing. The only problem is that the wound melds with the spong, so whenever they change the dressing every other day, it's like ripping a band-aide off with the scab attached to it. Only this goes from sternum to below the navel.
Whole new levels of pain. But at least it wasn't as bad as the cathater (sp?).
I was FINALLY sprung from the hospital yesterday. So now I'm back to square one on the healing-o-meter.
So rest assured, fellow bloglodydts.... I'll start blogging probably tomorrow. Only this time I'll be under heavy percocet, and I won't hold back as I'm known to do!!
Here we go again!!
Hey gang. Sorry for my absence. Last Friday I was rushed to the ER because my insicion had become infected and had fluid literally pouring from it. The stitching on the abdominal wall had snapped and they had to open me up again and re-stich everything back together again.
And to ensure I heal proper this time, they hooked up a "wound-vac" or sump pump or what ever the hell it's called.... and now I have no staples on the skin, but a sponge inserted into the wound, and it slowly sucks the wound into healing. The only problem is that the wound melds with the spong, so whenever they change the dressing every other day, it's like ripping a band-aide off with the scab attached to it. Only this goes from sternum to below the navel.
Whole new levels of pain. But at least it wasn't as bad as the cathater (sp?).
I was FINALLY sprung from the hospital yesterday. So now I'm back to square one on the healing-o-meter.
So rest assured, fellow bloglodydts.... I'll start blogging probably tomorrow. Only this time I'll be under heavy percocet, and I won't hold back as I'm known to do!!
posted by Kevin Whiteman at
10:51 AM
8 Comments:
Might I (respectfully) offer an opinion (as an ex-biologist)?
Alcohol kills germs. Lots of alcohol kills lots of germs. It also has the advantage that, if by any chance you have the super-bug type germs that are not killed by alcohol, you'll be so plastered that you won't be too bothered!
Enjoy!!
Yeah, but alcohol + Percocet = bad idea...
Rest up, Cavey. You've been in my prayers and will continue to be.
"The only problem is that the wound melds with the spong, so whenever they change the dressing every other day, it's like ripping a band-aide off with the scab attached to it. Only this goes from sternum to below the navel.
Whole new levels of pain."
But I'm sure Mrs. Caveman has reminded you it doesn't approach
the pain of childbirth.
That's a LOTTA time off Purgatory.
Our priest is a heavy believer in "temporal punishment," which occurs here as well as after (making all the usual assumptions...)
So enjoy it, more or less.
Easy for ME to say, hey!!
"Only this goes from sternum to below the navel."
Ouch, that's gonna leave quite a scar. So I guess that GQ photo shoot with you and Miss Lima on the beach is completely off now?
Percocet?
Share the wealth.
You are in my prayers.
I'm so sorry to read this. Take your percocet (LOVELY STUFF!) and get better soon.
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