I have been too busy to post for the past few weeks! I'm working on some posts covering the following:
Dialysis in Kerrville, Texas
The Kerrville Folk Festival ~ weekend 1 (lots of pics)
My Father / Son Bonding weekend
5/29/08
5/10/08
247) KICK KATS SOCCER
May 10, 2008
Saturday
Morning: Shayna has another tourney this weekend; a game last night that they won 2 to 1 (Starlettes) and a game this morning at 8 am that they won 4 to one (Dynamites). Shayna played aggressive defense in both games and as forward played well but still hasn't scored this season. The third game is starting right now so I'm off back to the fields to watch...
10 AM Game: Another win for the girls; three zip against the Bobcats! Now Shayna
is off to a bat mitzva and then back to the fields for a 5 o'clock game. I called in to El Milagro and got a 12:30 chair, and called Ciscos* to make a reservation for a 9 am table for 10 tomorrow for a mother's day surprise for the family mothers: Liz, Joan, Jen, & Diane
El Milagro: In around 12:45, after voting for the environmentalists for city council... Amanda the Tech sticks me better than ever before. Carol the Tech announces following Joe G. to go to Cedar Park soon. I settle in to trying to find the Spurs but they aren't on yet. Settle on seeing Father of the Bride with Steve Martin and Diane Keeton for the 33rd time... love that movie...
Call about Shayna's game and they are in the championship... were down two nothing but then caught up and ended tied two, two... and now in the first of two 5 minute overtimes!
Later called again and they are now through the overtimes and doing goal kicks... still tied 2 - 2 and I am watching the end of the Iast Indiana Jones movie where they have found the chalice and the girl is about to go down into a crack in the earth, trying to reach out for the chalice...
...and now I am set to be de-clamped and head on home... will call Lizzie for an update when I get home...
* Ciscos, online at www.rateaustin.com/austin/ciscos-restaurant-bakery/12022/ - 21k -
Saturday
Morning: Shayna has another tourney this weekend; a game last night that they won 2 to 1 (Starlettes) and a game this morning at 8 am that they won 4 to one (Dynamites). Shayna played aggressive defense in both games and as forward played well but still hasn't scored this season. The third game is starting right now so I'm off back to the fields to watch...
10 AM Game: Another win for the girls; three zip against the Bobcats! Now Shayna
is off to a bat mitzva and then back to the fields for a 5 o'clock game. I called in to El Milagro and got a 12:30 chair, and called Ciscos* to make a reservation for a 9 am table for 10 tomorrow for a mother's day surprise for the family mothers: Liz, Joan, Jen, & DianeEl Milagro: In around 12:45, after voting for the environmentalists for city council... Amanda the Tech sticks me better than ever before. Carol the Tech announces following Joe G. to go to Cedar Park soon. I settle in to trying to find the Spurs but they aren't on yet. Settle on seeing Father of the Bride with Steve Martin and Diane Keeton for the 33rd time... love that movie...
Call about Shayna's game and they are in the championship... were down two nothing but then caught up and ended tied two, two... and now in the first of two 5 minute overtimes!
Later called again and they are now through the overtimes and doing goal kicks... still tied 2 - 2 and I am watching the end of the Iast Indiana Jones movie where they have found the chalice and the girl is about to go down into a crack in the earth, trying to reach out for the chalice...
...and now I am set to be de-clamped and head on home... will call Lizzie for an update when I get home...
Later: Well... on goal kicks, the Kick Kats WON the tournament and are the champs for their age grroup in SAYSA! WOW!
Notes: In at 76.1 and out at 74.4 kgs.* Ciscos, online at www.rateaustin.com/austin/
5/8/08
246) HAND UPDATE
PICS FROM TODAY'S MEETING WITH DR. LOWN: 
THE GLOVE COMES OFF TO SHOW SOME COOL STITCHES! 
THE FINGER IS STRAIGHT AS CAN BE!!
SO NOW HE PUT ON A PLASTER SPLINT THAT ALLOWS ME TO TYPE A BIT BETTER AND WE WAIT ANOTHER TWO WEEKS, AND THEN I GO IN ON 5/28 TO GET THE STITCHES OUT AND MEET LISA THE REHAB GIRL.
Sherry the Nurse reports on her work related to my “bill” from the DC trip last fall; turns out that the ins paid and it and “…they put it in a column and then someone moved it up but it shoulda stayed back down, so she’ll move it back down, blah blah blah…” any way it is taken care of now. I thanked Sherry and now we have to get to work on FW and K-ville
trips.
The sad news today is about Eddie Arnold passing on: I can’t remember a time when he wasn’t on my radio… like a Ray Charles or a Hank Williams… the voice of buttery maple syrup, according to Diana Shore. For Eddie, the world has gone away, and RIP.
Tonite are my shows but I also want to see the Spurs and Hornets, who my dad is afraid are gonna bury his spurs… “they’re too young and too fast” he frets, “and they’re down two games…”… so, I want to catch part of it so we can talk about it later.
Here’s the TV run-down: Survivor ~ the women trick the last boy into giving uo immunity and then they throw his ass right off the island, which he deserves btw, for being so stupid! Gray’s Anatomy ~ more of the same round robin soap. LOST: coming on when I get home. Spurs ~ they never get the pre-game hoopla done before I am unhooked, clamped up, unclamped, bandaged up, and ready to go… I think it is 4 to 0 when I leave… but hey… they are in SA, so they gotta win this one, right? They are the CHAMPS!
Notes: In at 78.4 and out at 74.6 Kgs.
Eddie Arnold’s website: http://www.eddyarnold.com/
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THE GLOVE COMES OFF TO SHOW SOME COOL STITCHES! THE FINGER IS STRAIGHT AS CAN BE!! SO NOW HE PUT ON A PLASTER SPLINT THAT ALLOWS ME TO TYPE A BIT BETTER AND WE WAIT ANOTHER TWO WEEKS, AND THEN I GO IN ON 5/28 TO GET THE STITCHES OUT AND MEET LISA THE REHAB GIRL. <◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊><◊>
May 8, 2008
Thursday
El Milagro: I arrive and show off my new splint… Joseph the Hulk, who has written “Big Daddy” on his clear plastic face shield, comes to stick me, so from now on we’ll call him Joseph the BD. We talk about standing up for yourself in 8th grade and ways to avoid bullies… Celeste the Nurse does my eval and checks my TB test.
Thursday
El Milagro: I arrive and show off my new splint… Joseph the Hulk, who has written “Big Daddy” on his clear plastic face shield, comes to stick me, so from now on we’ll call him Joseph the BD. We talk about standing up for yourself in 8th grade and ways to avoid bullies… Celeste the Nurse does my eval and checks my TB test.
Sherry the Nurse reports on her work related to my “bill” from the DC trip last fall; turns out that the ins paid and it and “…they put it in a column and then someone moved it up but it shoulda stayed back down, so she’ll move it back down, blah blah blah…” any way it is taken care of now. I thanked Sherry and now we have to get to work on FW and K-ville
trips.The sad news today is about Eddie Arnold passing on: I can’t remember a time when he wasn’t on my radio… like a Ray Charles or a Hank Williams… the voice of buttery maple syrup, according to Diana Shore. For Eddie, the world has gone away, and RIP.
Tonite are my shows but I also want to see the Spurs and Hornets, who my dad is afraid are gonna bury his spurs… “they’re too young and too fast” he frets, “and they’re down two games…”… so, I want to catch part of it so we can talk about it later.
Here’s the TV run-down: Survivor ~ the women trick the last boy into giving uo immunity and then they throw his ass right off the island, which he deserves btw, for being so stupid! Gray’s Anatomy ~ more of the same round robin soap. LOST: coming on when I get home. Spurs ~ they never get the pre-game hoopla done before I am unhooked, clamped up, unclamped, bandaged up, and ready to go… I think it is 4 to 0 when I leave… but hey… they are in SA, so they gotta win this one, right? They are the CHAMPS!
Notes: In at 78.4 and out at 74.6 Kgs.
Eddie Arnold’s website: http://www.eddyarnold.com/
New Readers: For an INDEX, click January 2008 on the Sidebar and page down to post # 207.
5/7/08
245) POST HAND SURGERY
May 6, 2008
Tuesday
El Milagro: TODAY I ROLL IN HERE AT 4:30, HAVING LOST TRACK OF TIME AT WORK AGAIN. I’M TYPING IN ALL CAPS CAUSE I’M NOW A REGHT-HANDED LEFTY… SINCE MY RIGHT HA
ND LOOKS LIKE I’M WEARING A BOXING GLOVE. I DECIDED TO USE ALL CAPS (ALA STEVE BEWSEY) INSTEAD OF NO CAPS (ALA ee cummings) CAUSE IT’S EASIER THAN TRYING TO USE THE SHIFT BAR ALL THE TINE.
ROSIE THE TECH STICKS ME.
CAROL THE TECH MOTHERS ME: SETTING UP ALL MY PARAPHENALIA AND EVEN ROOTING AROUND IN MY BAG FOR SOME CANDY AND PLACING IT ON THE CHAIR-TABLE WHERE I CAN REACH IT.
A NEW NURSE GUY DOES MY NURSING EVAL.
ROWDER THE DOC COMES BY FOR THE DRIVE BY AND I TELL HIM ABOUT MY APPT WITH MORITZ AND ASK IF HE’S OK WITH THAT…”SURE; IT’S ONE LESS PATIENT ON MT LIST!” HE QUIPS. HE IS ALSO CURIOUS ABOUT MY HAND AND I TELL HIM IT WAS A SLICE JOB FOR DUPY’S DISEASE AND HE KNOWS THE CONDITION AND MAKES A NOTE IN MY RECORD.
JEN THE DIETICIAN STROLLS UP AND MAKES SOME JOKES… AND THEN GIVES ME MY CURRENT LABS… PHOS IS BACK TO 4.2, WHICH IS REGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF TE ACCEPTABLE RANGE OF 3.5 – 5.5.
SHERRY THE SOCIAL WORKER COMES UP AND WE DISCUSS THE ONGOING BILL SITUATION FROM MY TRIP TO DC LAST FALL AND MY BP GOES UP TO 151/75 JUST TALKING TO HER ABOUT IT… SHE IS ON MY SIDE AND VOLUNTEERS TO CALL TONYA ABOUT THE WHOLE THING. I THANK HER!
I AM SOMEWHAT WORN OUT TODAY… SO I AM GONNA CRASH OUT FOR A NICE SNOOZE AND WRITE ON SOMETIME LATER…
ONWARD THRU THE HAZE.
Notes: In at 78.5 and out at 75.5 Kgs.
New Readers: For an INDEX, click January 2008 on the Sidebar and page down to post # 207.
Tuesday
El Milagro: TODAY I ROLL IN HERE AT 4:30, HAVING LOST TRACK OF TIME AT WORK AGAIN. I’M TYPING IN ALL CAPS CAUSE I’M NOW A REGHT-HANDED LEFTY… SINCE MY RIGHT HA
ND LOOKS LIKE I’M WEARING A BOXING GLOVE. I DECIDED TO USE ALL CAPS (ALA STEVE BEWSEY) INSTEAD OF NO CAPS (ALA ee cummings) CAUSE IT’S EASIER THAN TRYING TO USE THE SHIFT BAR ALL THE TINE.ROSIE THE TECH STICKS ME.
CAROL THE TECH MOTHERS ME: SETTING UP ALL MY PARAPHENALIA AND EVEN ROOTING AROUND IN MY BAG FOR SOME CANDY AND PLACING IT ON THE CHAIR-TABLE WHERE I CAN REACH IT.
A NEW NURSE GUY DOES MY NURSING EVAL.
ROWDER THE DOC COMES BY FOR THE DRIVE BY AND I TELL HIM ABOUT MY APPT WITH MORITZ AND ASK IF HE’S OK WITH THAT…”SURE; IT’S ONE LESS PATIENT ON MT LIST!” HE QUIPS. HE IS ALSO CURIOUS ABOUT MY HAND AND I TELL HIM IT WAS A SLICE JOB FOR DUPY’S DISEASE AND HE KNOWS THE CONDITION AND MAKES A NOTE IN MY RECORD.
JEN THE DIETICIAN STROLLS UP AND MAKES SOME JOKES… AND THEN GIVES ME MY CURRENT LABS… PHOS IS BACK TO 4.2, WHICH IS REGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF TE ACCEPTABLE RANGE OF 3.5 – 5.5.
SHERRY THE SOCIAL WORKER COMES UP AND WE DISCUSS THE ONGOING BILL SITUATION FROM MY TRIP TO DC LAST FALL AND MY BP GOES UP TO 151/75 JUST TALKING TO HER ABOUT IT… SHE IS ON MY SIDE AND VOLUNTEERS TO CALL TONYA ABOUT THE WHOLE THING. I THANK HER!
I AM SOMEWHAT WORN OUT TODAY… SO I AM GONNA CRASH OUT FOR A NICE SNOOZE AND WRITE ON SOMETIME LATER…
ONWARD THRU THE HAZE.
Notes: In at 78.5 and out at 75.5 Kgs.
New Readers: For an INDEX, click January 2008 on the Sidebar and page down to post # 207.
5/3/08
244) Dupuytren's Disease?
May 3, 2008
Saturday
Morning: Liz is out with her girlfriends for the weekend at Rocky River Ranch, kicking back and enjoying themselves without kids and hubbies. Shayna and I have a Soccer Tournament today and tomorrow: 3 games today and 2 tomorrow... so, I'll be going to dialysis at my regular 4 o'clock time and the coach will take Shayna to her last game and deliver her to Calla afterwards.
This is also my last weekend for doing two-handed work around here for aw
hile, since I'm having hand surgery for Dupuytren's Disease*! Nope... I never heard of it either but I do have it and it is time to do something about it cause I can't really shake hands anymore cause of my atrophied tendon in my little finger. I don't know how all the rest of you 60 year olds are doing, but it seems that I am just falling apart. I actually noticed this shrinking tendon thing a few years ago and at one time mentioned it to the doctor (Clark Race) who injects my index finger joint with Hyalgan for arthritis every three or four months. Dr Race said he could fix my atrophied finger but by the time I relented, he looked at it and said, "This is a job for the hand doctor!" and referred me to Dr. Era Lown. Now I have an appt for this hand surgery on Monday because we want it to get done and healed by Memorial Day weekend when we work at the folk festival. I talked to the pre-surgery interview nurse and she suggested I ask the anethesiologist for a kind of knock-out that'll not impact my going to see Lyle Lovett and Guy Clark** at 8 pm (my anniversary gift to Lizzie).
So, anyway, I finished painting the top of the pop-up yesterday and want to finish the inside ceiling this weekend, along with attending Shayna's soccer games... busy weekend again.
Noon: First game down, the Kick Kats' first loss of the season, to a San Antonio team; the Comets, 4 to 2.
Mid-afternoon: Second game down, Kick Kats' second loss of the season, to an Austin team; Blue Rush, 3 to 1. Maybe its a good thing I'm missing the third game of the day!
El Milagro: Got here on time... sitting in the front corner by the window, where I can see out on the parking lot and the whole room. Jason the Tech cannulates me with his usual style and Jo the Nurse does my nursing evaluation as we discuss parents and soccer tourneys.
I turn on the TV and find the 134th Kentucky Derby on NBC. Somehow I find it every year and have watched the two minute race for the roses almost every year. I remember watching it with Shayna the Horse Lover and chuckle at her picking winners based on the colors they sport, or their names. These horses have wonderful names; this year there is Big Brown, Z Fortune, Cool Coalman, Bob Black Jack, Eight Belles, Smooth Air, and Colonel John (who won the Santa Anna). I recall too, years ago, when my friend Albert had a commission to paint some of those thoroughbreds for someone and he produced some very colourful paintings that I really liked... I wonder what became of those paintings? (Al: if you read this, send my a photo of one of those for this blog) So, after several hours of TV time preparing for the 2-minute race, the race is on, and the announcer screams as Big Brown comes up on the outside and races out ahead of everyone except Eight Belles the filly. The filly is second by a few lengths! ...OUCH! She goes down... it doesn't look good. They finally report having to put her down cause of two broken ankles... what a sad day for her people.
Also, today is Pete Se
eger's 89th birthday so I must tip my hat to this great activist who has reminded me throughout my life that there are always people to be spoken out for and causes to remember.
After the race and some Pete Seeger on Folkways, I turn to a movie to relax with and find The Incident, starring Walter Matthau and Susie Blakely***. Let me tell you about Susie Blakely... she was one of the kids that hung around briefly with the "in crowd" at the Ft. Bliss Officer's Club pool in the summers of '64 and '65, best I recall. I remember her as a fiercely motivated teenager who used to claim that her career goal was to become a famous actress. Actually, that is my hallucinatory memory... she might have not been that seemingly arrogant... she wasn't really overly outspoken about her dreams, but I do remember a few conversations at an umbrella-ed table out in front of the snack bar Dale, Jay and I worked in where we talked about going to California... me talking about a dream of going there to learn to surf, and her about acting. I also remember several of the guy lifeguards having various designs on her body, but she really wouldn't have any of that. She was protective of herself and not involved with the girls acting seductive and "cute" for playing up to the coolest guys kind of trip... she was more aloof and somehow seemed to me to be more interesting: later, as the women's movement was developing, I remember thinking back to her as an independent person who was my idea of a woman being liberated. And most of the guys who hung around the pool, and the lifeguards of that mid-sixties era didn't take well to women who were breaking away from "playing the game". I remember several guys remarking that she needed someone to put her in her place, and some who poo poo'd her statements about chasing her dreams of acting.
So, anyway, whenever I see her in a movie (she was in Rich Man, Poor Man) I take the time to watch it, simply because it is neat to see someone one once knew in the movies. And BTW, they have her age wrong on Wikepedia: I swear she was only a year younger than Dale and Tom and us who graduated in '65! She was born in '48, not '52. '52 would make her the same age as my little brother, and he and his crew were "little kids" in the days I am remembering.
So, this movie with her and Walter Matthau is worth watching... about a lawyer defending a Nazi in the post war years of the late '40's. Great era CARS too. I actually get to watch the whole movie and then I'm done with my dialysis. As we used to say back then, "Caio!"
Notes: In at 75.5 and out at 74.3 Kgs.
*Dupuyten's Disease, retrieved online May 3 from The Austin Hand Group,s website, http://www.austinhandgroup.com/injuries/dupuytrens.html
**Guy, Joe, John, and Lyle, retrieved online May 3 from the Paramount Theatre website, http://www.austintheatre.org/site/Calendar/1544269710?view=Detail&id=15062
***Susan Blakely, retrieved online May 3 from Wikepedia at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Susan_Blakely
Saturday
Morning: Liz is out with her girlfriends for the weekend at Rocky River Ranch, kicking back and enjoying themselves without kids and hubbies. Shayna and I have a Soccer Tournament today and tomorrow: 3 games today and 2 tomorrow... so, I'll be going to dialysis at my regular 4 o'clock time and the coach will take Shayna to her last game and deliver her to Calla afterwards.
This is also my last weekend for doing two-handed work around here for aw
hile, since I'm having hand surgery for Dupuytren's Disease*! Nope... I never heard of it either but I do have it and it is time to do something about it cause I can't really shake hands anymore cause of my atrophied tendon in my little finger. I don't know how all the rest of you 60 year olds are doing, but it seems that I am just falling apart. I actually noticed this shrinking tendon thing a few years ago and at one time mentioned it to the doctor (Clark Race) who injects my index finger joint with Hyalgan for arthritis every three or four months. Dr Race said he could fix my atrophied finger but by the time I relented, he looked at it and said, "This is a job for the hand doctor!" and referred me to Dr. Era Lown. Now I have an appt for this hand surgery on Monday because we want it to get done and healed by Memorial Day weekend when we work at the folk festival. I talked to the pre-surgery interview nurse and she suggested I ask the anethesiologist for a kind of knock-out that'll not impact my going to see Lyle Lovett and Guy Clark** at 8 pm (my anniversary gift to Lizzie).So, anyway, I finished painting the top of the pop-up yesterday and want to finish the inside ceiling this weekend, along with attending Shayna's soccer games... busy weekend again.
Noon: First game down, the Kick Kats' first loss of the season, to a San Antonio team; the Comets, 4 to 2.
Mid-afternoon: Second game down, Kick Kats' second loss of the season, to an Austin team; Blue Rush, 3 to 1. Maybe its a good thing I'm missing the third game of the day!
El Milagro: Got here on time... sitting in the front corner by the window, where I can see out on the parking lot and the whole room. Jason the Tech cannulates me with his usual style and Jo the Nurse does my nursing evaluation as we discuss parents and soccer tourneys.
I turn on the TV and find the 134th Kentucky Derby on NBC. Somehow I find it every year and have watched the two minute race for the roses almost every year. I remember watching it with Shayna the Horse Lover and chuckle at her picking winners based on the colors they sport, or their names. These horses have wonderful names; this year there is Big Brown, Z Fortune, Cool Coalman, Bob Black Jack, Eight Belles, Smooth Air, and Colonel John (who won the Santa Anna). I recall too, years ago, when my friend Albert had a commission to paint some of those thoroughbreds for someone and he produced some very colourful paintings that I really liked... I wonder what became of those paintings? (Al: if you read this, send my a photo of one of those for this blog) So, after several hours of TV time preparing for the 2-minute race, the race is on, and the announcer screams as Big Brown comes up on the outside and races out ahead of everyone except Eight Belles the filly. The filly is second by a few lengths! ...OUCH! She goes down... it doesn't look good. They finally report having to put her down cause of two broken ankles... what a sad day for her people.
Also, today is Pete Se
eger's 89th birthday so I must tip my hat to this great activist who has reminded me throughout my life that there are always people to be spoken out for and causes to remember.After the race and some Pete Seeger on Folkways, I turn to a movie to relax with and find The Incident, starring Walter Matthau and Susie Blakely***. Let me tell you about Susie Blakely... she was one of the kids that hung around briefly with the "in crowd" at the Ft. Bliss Officer's Club pool in the summers of '64 and '65, best I recall. I remember her as a fiercely motivated teenager who used to claim that her career goal was to become a famous actress. Actually, that is my hallucinatory memory... she might have not been that seemingly arrogant... she wasn't really overly outspoken about her dreams, but I do remember a few conversations at an umbrella-ed table out in front of the snack bar Dale, Jay and I worked in where we talked about going to California... me talking about a dream of going there to learn to surf, and her about acting. I also remember several of the guy lifeguards having various designs on her body, but she really wouldn't have any of that. She was protective of herself and not involved with the girls acting seductive and "cute" for playing up to the coolest guys kind of trip... she was more aloof and somehow seemed to me to be more interesting: later, as the women's movement was developing, I remember thinking back to her as an independent person who was my idea of a woman being liberated. And most of the guys who hung around the pool, and the lifeguards of that mid-sixties era didn't take well to women who were breaking away from "playing the game". I remember several guys remarking that she needed someone to put her in her place, and some who poo poo'd her statements about chasing her dreams of acting.
So, anyway, whenever I see her in a movie (she was in Rich Man, Poor Man) I take the time to watch it, simply because it is neat to see someone one once knew in the movies. And BTW, they have her age wrong on Wikepedia: I swear she was only a year younger than Dale and Tom and us who graduated in '65! She was born in '48, not '52. '52 would make her the same age as my little brother, and he and his crew were "little kids" in the days I am remembering.
So, this movie with her and Walter Matthau is worth watching... about a lawyer defending a Nazi in the post war years of the late '40's. Great era CARS too. I actually get to watch the whole movie and then I'm done with my dialysis. As we used to say back then, "Caio!"
Notes: In at 75.5 and out at 74.3 Kgs.
*Dupuyten's Disease, retrieved online May 3 from The Austin Hand Group,s website, http://www.austinhandgroup.com/injuries/dupuytrens.html
**Guy, Joe, John, and Lyle, retrieved online May 3 from the Paramount Theatre website, http://www.austintheatre.org/site/Calendar/1544269710?view=Detail&id=15062
***Susan Blakely, retrieved online May 3 from Wikepedia at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Susan_Blakely
5/2/08
243) Workers Unite!
May 1, 2008 Tuesday
El Milagro:I am late again… and beginning to worry about this habit of being late, but the staff don’t seem to mind. They never criticize me for coming in late and even though I’m usually the last person to leave at night, they seem totally okay with my comings and goings. Of course, I haven’t asked Ron the Nurse, but I hope he would mention to me if he has a problem with my flexi-schedule.
I’m on the back wall today in the chair beside the doorway to the back rooms. Joseph the Hulk is there to stick me and I am getting to like his power sticks. He lines up the needle (trocar), slants it, and then jams it in so fast it veritably POPS into the fistula. He smiles afterwards as he tapes it up and I hallucinate that poping fistulas is his joy.
My beginning BP today is 128/69. Ron the Nurse comes up to perform my nursing evaluation and asks the regular questions: any chest pain; any nausea? “Well, let me tell you… I have had some nauseousness in the mornings, usually before eating anything, except sometimes after some coffee. I don’t throw up and it usually goes away after about half an hour or so.” Ron strokes his chin, looks up at the ceiling, and says, “HMMMMM. Do you want something for it?” “NO!" “ I don’t know what thay could be. We should ask Rowder.” We discuss this a bit further with no real direction, and then I ask him to note it in the file so we remember to talk to the doc about it.
I’m on the back wall today in the chair beside the doorway to the back rooms. Joseph the Hulk is there to stick me and I am getting to like his power sticks. He lines up the needle (trocar), slants it, and then jams it in so fast it veritably POPS into the fistula. He smiles afterwards as he tapes it up and I hallucinate that poping fistulas is his joy.
My beginning BP today is 128/69. Ron the Nurse comes up to perform my nursing evaluation and asks the regular questions: any chest pain; any nausea? “Well, let me tell you… I have had some nauseousness in the mornings, usually before eating anything, except sometimes after some coffee. I don’t throw up and it usually goes away after about half an hour or so.” Ron strokes his chin, looks up at the ceiling, and says, “HMMMMM. Do you want something for it?” “NO!" “ I don’t know what thay could be. We should ask Rowder.” We discuss this a bit further with no real direction, and then I ask him to note it in the file so we remember to talk to the doc about it.
For awhile I read an article for work on the Youth Efficacy Scale; an interesting scale designed
to assess youth perceptions of selfefficacy with respect to managing their own mental health condition.
I listen to NPR ATC: Some claim they are on the recession diet, paying 4 buck a gallon for milk and gas. Food banks are hurting cause there is more need for their foods and less donations. Sherry the Social Worker appears and we talk more about the details she needs to set up my K-ville dialysis and some about Da Vita paying for my dialysis way back when I went to Washington. Seems no one wants to pay for the dialysis at K Street. "Won't be me." I assure her.
I settle in to the Thursday schedule of watching Survivor, Gray's Anatomy, and LOST and somewhere in the middle of the end of Survivor and the beginning of Gray, my BP goes down under 100 and Joseph takes me off dialysis. I stay off cause we all forget me and then finally I remember and ask Ron to put be back on. He reports I only have ten minutes so we call it a wash. Then, when I leave I weigh out at 74.5, exactly what Joseph had set as my goal.
Figure that?
Notes: In at 77 and out at 74.5 Kgs. (Ending BP 111/60)
New Readers: For an INDEX, click January 2008 on the Sidebar and page down to post # 207.
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