I guess it could really only happen to me! And, yes, I should have known better than to go to a demonstration in Jerusalem and go home on the same day. That only lead to more DVT fun and a week long hospitalization.
It was one of the lest pleasant hospital stays I've had to date. I studidly forgot to take my wheely cushion, which meant that I needed help to get up from the wheely. And I mean every time, including getting up from it to get into bed, go to the loo, and any other reason I had to go from sitting to sitting or lying on anything else. That was not pleasant.
The Clexane shots in the gut didn't start bothering me until I got home, and boy oh boy did it ever hurt. Still does a little. But, it's slowly getting better. Getting the shots is no big deal. They don't hurt at the time at all. But, then, shots and I are old friends and needles don't bother me in the least.
When I finally got home, I started to feel a lot better. No Place Like Home Syndrome. It's taken 5 days for the DVT caused swelling in both legs to finally go down. I stayed in bed most of the time, only coming to the computer when I had to get up to pee, and then, I only ripped through e mail at warp speed.
Today I am feeling much better in general. I went to sleep very late, then was woken up by a call from Dem Der at noon which I wasn't quick enough to answer. Then, I got a text from him, to which I replied "Thanks for waking me up. NOT." I promptly went back to sleep and woke up at 1715, with much less swelling and almost no pain in my feet. This is good.
They've got me back on coumadin and so far so good. Two of the factors that caused all the trouble before are gone, so, I'm hopeful that this time it will be ok.
The down side is that long trips are pretty much out the question for now. But that's ok because at this point I really don't feel like going anywhere farther from home than the clinic.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
OUCH THIS IS BAD
It's demonstration saeson again. That's just fine with me. There was a demonstration in Jerusalem against the insanity the Health Ministry puts us through to get the transport allowance and other things.
I put myself in the car at 0700 and headed out to Jerusalem with NIS 200 worth of gas in the tank. I knew it would be iffy on the way home.
At least it was pleasent weather wise there. It was an 'exclusive' demonstration. There were more than few who were not invited. Ok. I wasn't exactly invited, but they were more than happy that I came.
I really don't know my way around Jerusalem, but somehow I managed to find the demonstration easily. We were outside the Bank Of Israel entrance and one of the guys had a bull horn that could be heard all the way over to the Prime inister's office. We made lots of noise and the TV stations were all there.
At around 1530 we decided to pack it up. We are going to have an even bigger one next week if things don't start moving.
I managed to find my own way out of Jerusalem, and was concerned that I'd run out of gas. Silly me. I still have a quarter tank. I'm not sure what time I got home. I had to call Golan to help me get out of the car. Both my feet were swollen. In fact, I had to stop a few times to loosen the velcro straps on my sandals.
I pretty much fell into bed and slept right through until morning. I did a few errands that I wanted to get out of the way before today. Another endoscope at Rambam hospital. When I got home after the errands, I put my poor feet up and dropped off to sleep. When I woke up, my right shoulder was screaming in pain. I must have slept on it the wrong way. I haven't had pain like that since I don't remember when. I kept trying to drink water because I knew I was dehydrated. I don't know how I fell asleep so quickly last night, but I woke up this morning without that pain. It's just a mild ache now. I can live with it. I think I'll let Golan drive to Haifa today. I'm still not 100%.
I'm going to finish this post with a survey question. Does anyone want me to post a picture of me after the weight loss? I'm not promising I'll post it, just asking if anyone wants to see it.
I put myself in the car at 0700 and headed out to Jerusalem with NIS 200 worth of gas in the tank. I knew it would be iffy on the way home.
At least it was pleasent weather wise there. It was an 'exclusive' demonstration. There were more than few who were not invited. Ok. I wasn't exactly invited, but they were more than happy that I came.
I really don't know my way around Jerusalem, but somehow I managed to find the demonstration easily. We were outside the Bank Of Israel entrance and one of the guys had a bull horn that could be heard all the way over to the Prime inister's office. We made lots of noise and the TV stations were all there.
At around 1530 we decided to pack it up. We are going to have an even bigger one next week if things don't start moving.
I managed to find my own way out of Jerusalem, and was concerned that I'd run out of gas. Silly me. I still have a quarter tank. I'm not sure what time I got home. I had to call Golan to help me get out of the car. Both my feet were swollen. In fact, I had to stop a few times to loosen the velcro straps on my sandals.
I pretty much fell into bed and slept right through until morning. I did a few errands that I wanted to get out of the way before today. Another endoscope at Rambam hospital. When I got home after the errands, I put my poor feet up and dropped off to sleep. When I woke up, my right shoulder was screaming in pain. I must have slept on it the wrong way. I haven't had pain like that since I don't remember when. I kept trying to drink water because I knew I was dehydrated. I don't know how I fell asleep so quickly last night, but I woke up this morning without that pain. It's just a mild ache now. I can live with it. I think I'll let Golan drive to Haifa today. I'm still not 100%.
I'm going to finish this post with a survey question. Does anyone want me to post a picture of me after the weight loss? I'm not promising I'll post it, just asking if anyone wants to see it.
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