Andy’s pent-up play needs prompted me to let him chose what he wanted to play with this morning.
What will he chose?
I guess his choice of ribbon was kinda expected!
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I was released from hospital yesterday afternoon. When I got home, I was so tired I barely made it into bed without supper. All I had to eat yesterday, then, was a 7 am breakfast, but making or going for food was just too much!
I am cursed to be a talker, someone who doesn’t have the filter that tells me “you are in the hospital to rest and get better”. The day before, I had three conversations on phone from family and friend that last more than an hour. On top of that, most of the dialysis and other medical procedures were done during the day.
One last procedure, a sleep apnea test, spoiled any chance of sleep. I was just feet from the nurses’ station. They talked loudly for four hours, but that was just part of the sleep killers! A long call from a family member who’d had lots of issues I was just learning about was upsetting, though she did have a five years sober report that was especially encouraging once I was able to refocus on that.
As best I can tell, I got two, two-and-a-half hours of sleep! No wonder to stumbled into bed almost as soon as I got home (4:30ish), no supper, and slept to Andy’s stomach’s dismay, till 6:30 this morning.
There is something to the notion you can’t sleep in the hospital!
Thank you for all you good wishes, prayers and thoughts! Also thank you to my three friends, Judy, Terry, and Linda, who stepped up before I even left the Box Butte General emergency room for the ambulance ride to Regional West Hospital in Scottsbluff. I’ve never had all the hard business – Andy’s care, my phone and charger, a ride home, any bills coming up that could be paid late if a better way of taking car of them couldn’t be arranged – arranged before I even left for the hospital before, and their help and care let me have that relief at least!
“Count your blessings”
I have this on my wall where I see it several times a day. I can tell you – and everyone else – that I do this, especially when I get into a funk. I guarantee when you do it, you start to appreciate how blessed you are! Further, when in the habit, you start to see blessings sometimes hide behind funks and other bad moments. I find I can be in the darkest of moods, yet blessing counting brings me back to a more positive state of mind.
Glad to see you back home, Doug! Your blogging friends count you as a blessing. So does Andy!
Glad to be back home! My first night’s sleep was ten hours long.
Relieves to know you are home. Andy is even happier.
Always the best place to be!
It’s good to have you back. Take it easy and you’ll soon be back on top form!!
I definitely am taking it easy for the time being.
Glad you are back home and can get some sleep.
Ten hours’ sleep the first night home…!
So glad you are home.
Me, too!
So glad you are home ! NOW you can get some rest ! (I never found travelling for a vacation all that restful wither.) You and Andy take it easy and just love on each other !
Yes, home is the best place to rest. Hospitals are terrible for it, and vacations with travel are tiring.
I guess I haven’t been keeping up. I hope you are okay.
Welcome Home! I’m sorry but your friend or relative should not have been conversing about their problems and stressing you out while you were in the hospital. Just my observation.
I agree. Mostly, people calling aren’t aware of what the hospitalized patient will find helpful to hear and for how long. I think I could go for no calls, actually. Every time I’ve been hospitalized, I’ve had long calls from friends that could have been saved till I was home and not trying to make use of some small time where I could rest between procedures.
Hugs!
Thanks! Can always use them.
Oh dear Doug, I am so happy too you came back home, Hospitals make me more nervous, and my blood presure going up always, but the good news yes you are at home with lovely Andy. And I hope and wish you are doing well and get rest, dear Doug, also you have a nice friends. how nice. Blessing and Happiness to you all, Love and Hugs, nia
It’s good to be home, eating food I’ve prepared, playing with my kitty boy, and resting in quiet!
I hope you are doing well. There is a lot to say about hospital experiences, but you are spot on that the staff talk all night long, and then there are the constant blats, beeps and whistles from alarms and machines. I am sure that Andy will convince you that playing, and feeding him are the best therapies money can’t buy.
That I am, Lou my issue was easily cared for, thankfully!
I’m so glad that you are home, Doug! Definitely count thy blessings each day. I’ve been in the hospital a few times and know exactly how irritating it is that the nurse’s station won’t shut up all night! And more. Hi Andy!
Thanks, John! I considered pushing the nurse call button after a time, but the gizmo had fallen between the side of the mattress and the bed frame where I couldn’t get to it.
Bummer, you’d just have to shout for them!
I tried the “…well they have to work sometime” approach, which wasn’t the best one that night.
Glad to see you’re back home. I can imagine it must be a relieve to be back in your own place. Wishing you all the best, Doug!
It was a surprise to get out Tuesday. The nurses had bee telling me Wednesday looked like the day, which, given my experience in hospitals, meant looking toward a Thursday release! LOL!
I’m so glad you are now out, Doug, and that you have such great friends to help you at hospital times. People can be very kind, our friends helped us out the last time I had to go.
All of these friends go back decades. Terry goes back to when where two or three years old, and we are 75ish old farts now.
I’m not surprised you have such good friends, Doug. Stay well
They are blessings!
So glad you are feeling a bit better.
Be kind to yourself.
Selfish time for me.
How are you feeling?
Much improved after 5 kilos of fluid were removed!
Good grief! Louis Catorze is only 3kg! 😱😱😱
Andy coms in a bit above 4.5 kilos himself.