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First off, I’ve been peeing like a race horse for days. I don’t write this to be crass, but because I learned last night that there’s a reason for the expression related to my treatment. Race horses are often given “lasix” to make them pee, so they will have empty bladders and therefore run faster. My nurse Tony told me this during a discussion over my “hat” and the number of times its been emptied, and the lasix in my drip. More on this later if you are interested. Hospital hats are not for heads
Anyway, like a racehorse I’m out of the gate, going on a stroll around the ward. (In Utah its Waard, not Ward). These strolls are really important, and I’ll need lots of encouragement to take them, pukey or no. I get to get all dressed up with almost nowhere to go. Hey Marlene, check out the legwarmers, they are they height of style with my yellow robe, hazmat mask, and rubber gloves—LDS Hospital winter collection 2008.
I never travel alone. I always have my buddy, the drip, nearby. I’m looking for a good name for it, since no one likes to be called a “drip” even if it is what you do for a living. Read more…