September 11, 2012

  • How Embarrassing!

    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    First my day, then what I did that was so embarrassing to me (although I know we have all done it one time or another).  Today I was supposed to see my doctor, the one who's done most of my surgeries.  He was going to check out the carotid area that he operated on and then discuss with me when we could do the arteriogram or whateverthehellitis that he wants to do to check out the surgery he did on my leg bypass.  He thinks from the *sounds* they got that there might be some scar tissue restricting the flow of blood to my lower leg.  Geez!  Just what I need.  My only solace is that there won't be any new scars.  They go in from the scar of the surgery on my left hip, across the abdomen and then down the artery in the right leg.  It's kind of scary sounding, isn't it?  AND THEN, at some point, I will need to have the carotid on the right side of my neck done because it, too, is obstructed around 60%. 

    Beware vascular surgeons, folks!  They leave some ugly scars.  Not a bit neat looking.  They never consider that you MIGHT want to wear a bathing suit at some time or other.  Or that you have no desire for people to mistake you for a member of the Frankenstein family.  I'm telling you, it's true!  If you are in a vascular surgeon's office, ask the people in the waiting room to see their scars.  Trust me, they will be eager to show you like it's some kind of badge of honor.  That way, if you have to undergo anything like *I* did, you won't be surprised.

    Anyway, I woke up around 7:30 or so and went over to my desk to wake up and grab a cigarette.  I looked down at the discharge paper from the hospital which gave me my appointments with the hematologist (which I ended up having moved to a later date) and the surgeon.  I suddenly noticed that, although it gave me yesterday's date for seeing him, there was no time on it.  So, I called the doctor's office and got the voice mail for his nurse and left a message for her to call me with the TIME I was supposed to be there.  She never called although I was ready to leave at a moment's notice.  His office is only a 15 minute ride away.  So, tomorrow I will call and reschedule it because I really DO need to see him.  I also need him to check this one *thing* sticking out of the scar on my neck, which I think is actually part of a stitch from under the skin.  It feels like a wire, it's that stiff.  I won't tug on it because I have no clue how important it might be and I sure don't want to start anything leaking like blood.

    We had Chewlee here for a few hours until the Princess drove home from her college classes up in Athens.  It's about an hour and a half drive from there and her class doesn't get out until almost 4pm.  So Chewlee *snacked* with some toast, three slices of salami, an orange and some sweet tea.  At least she shouldn't drive the Princess nuts while she's preparing their dinner.

    I ate after she left and then told Bratfink I was going to lay down and take a nap and let my meal digest.  She laughed but we said our *love you's* and I went to lay down.  Often, when I try to nap after dinner, I don't really get to sleep but I rest and I might doze off a bit but the Beast and Baron's noises will keep me from any deep sleep.  Today, I woke up with a jolt when the screen door slammed and I knew the Beast must have been woken up to let Baron out.  I turned over and a little later heard Baron being let in and the sound of his toenails on the floor.  However, I kept hearing him walking around and wondered why the Beast hadn't gone back to bed.  Then I heard him making coffee so I got up, opened my door and said to him, *Why in the world are you up this early?*  I figured it was very early because it was still dark outside.  Oh my....how he laughed.  He looked at me and said, *This EARLY?*  That's when I looked at the clock and realized it was evening and still Tuesday.  I was so embarrassed by my faux pas.  I actually thought it was early morning. 

    So I will leave you with that and hope you have a great Hump Day.  Halfway through the work week now.  Love you all.  Drive carefully.  The life you save may be your own!