I have had a long day and am waiting on the nurse to start my evening IV, so must stay up 30 more minutes. Blah.
Today I thought of writing the blog in all sorts of ways:
Cynical CG Blog: What did you do today, CG? Try to breath.
Silly CG Blog: What did you do today, CG? Spend time with my mommy.
Cranky CG Blog: What did you do today? Be annoyed at the P.A. who [omitted personal info that would make him/her feel bad]- and who is also generally blah.
Medical Jargon CG: . . .
My totally on-the-verge-of-being-witty-n-hilarious blog just got interrupted by the Respiratory Therapist hooking up my BiPap who decided to entertain me with ALL, I repeat, ALL of the following voices:
Vampires in general?
and would you believe it... Julie Andrews?
While entertaining for a bit, this turned a 2 minute night-time errand into a 20 minute song and dance.
This is just the sort of thing that a CG does not like about the hospital. When I wanna go to sleep, some 50 year old guy wants to tell me about his misspent career choices and how-he-coulda-been-a' . . . Elvis impersonator . . ? His misspent career moves remain unclear.
In other news, related to me . . . :)
Today was better than yesterday. The BiPap certainly helped the first half of my day. I was more rested and I believe my lungs were "more open" than usual. Then day went arie...ary...ariye...a-rye...arrie ? HOW THE HECK DO YOU SPELL THAT? I just tried 5 ways.
The day went 'OUT OF WACK' when I tried a hypertonic saline neb against my better judgement and it nearly killed me. Just when I get to goin-with-the-flow around here, something bites me in the ass. Today it was that neb.
After that, I was mostly exhausted most of the day.
But still, better than yesterday. My CysticMommy arrived today and we took a walk around the hospital, and I did evening yoga (quite poorly, though...) tonight.
Now, imapenem IV and to bed.
Thank you all for your suppport. Love, CG