jcollazo
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Well, it's good to be back home.......
Here's a synopsis of my past few weeks.:beat-up:
In the early morning of 12/14 I was taken to the hospital with the symptoms of a liver /kidney transplant rejection episode. That was the sickest I have ever felt. Not even before my transplants had I felt that bad. What happened the next 10 days, I couldn't tell you! I just thank God for painkillers. The Docs did get me stabilized and the liver is working fine again. It's seems that I got "too healthy" and my body began to reject the alien organs.
On Christmas day I was moved out of ICU and into a private isolation room. This is an interesting place. Everyone comes in with masks, gowns and gloves and if you have sneezed any time in the last 6 months you're denied entry. Well, maybe not 6 months but the nurses were strict.
On New Year's Eve they finally put me in a regular room. By this time I was feeling great and wanted to go home. They still wanted to keep an eye on me. No computer, no cable, no diet Pepsi, it was h#ll man.
Now, through all this, my eldest daughter is having to be on bed rest in the final month of her pregnancy. My wife, an RN and Cardiac Surgery Coordinator at a different hospital, is going nuts with the two of us. I had told her on New Year's Day to stop coming to see me and stay with the girl. My (no-good) son-in-law was having enough trouble taking care of MY granddaughter and finding a new job for himself.
So..... I'm home now. My grandson, Brandon, was born two days ago with the usual number of body parts. School starts again next week. My wife made sure the fridge was stocked with diet Pepsi. I do have to take it a little bit easy, but not like right after the operations.
I'll be going through emails tomorrow, so if anyone had orders in, I'll deal with those in the next few days.
Now, where did I put that skew.........
Here's a synopsis of my past few weeks.:beat-up:
In the early morning of 12/14 I was taken to the hospital with the symptoms of a liver /kidney transplant rejection episode. That was the sickest I have ever felt. Not even before my transplants had I felt that bad. What happened the next 10 days, I couldn't tell you! I just thank God for painkillers. The Docs did get me stabilized and the liver is working fine again. It's seems that I got "too healthy" and my body began to reject the alien organs.
On Christmas day I was moved out of ICU and into a private isolation room. This is an interesting place. Everyone comes in with masks, gowns and gloves and if you have sneezed any time in the last 6 months you're denied entry. Well, maybe not 6 months but the nurses were strict.
On New Year's Eve they finally put me in a regular room. By this time I was feeling great and wanted to go home. They still wanted to keep an eye on me. No computer, no cable, no diet Pepsi, it was h#ll man.
Now, through all this, my eldest daughter is having to be on bed rest in the final month of her pregnancy. My wife, an RN and Cardiac Surgery Coordinator at a different hospital, is going nuts with the two of us. I had told her on New Year's Day to stop coming to see me and stay with the girl. My (no-good) son-in-law was having enough trouble taking care of MY granddaughter and finding a new job for himself.
So..... I'm home now. My grandson, Brandon, was born two days ago with the usual number of body parts. School starts again next week. My wife made sure the fridge was stocked with diet Pepsi. I do have to take it a little bit easy, but not like right after the operations.
I'll be going through emails tomorrow, so if anyone had orders in, I'll deal with those in the next few days.
Now, where did I put that skew.........
