Just got out of one. Actually signed myself out of the therapy/nursing plac e. Too much of an institution for me I was getting diminishing returns out of it, out of spite I guess they won't write me the prescription for Lasix.
What happened is that I fell and damaged some internal organs, the live amo ng them. They are up and down about alcohol; being the cause but I beg to d iffer. After forty years all of the sudden this comes on out of nowhere rig ht after physical trauma. I don't buy it.
That does not change the fact that now I have to go in periodically for a p eri something to get the fluid drained from my abdomen. This is the part ar ound the stomach. It is like pleurasy (sp).If it i s due to the trauma I su spect it will recover if I don't drink too much.
But I do got some hints for hospitals. For one, there is eggs in French toa st. I have had better food in jail. And don't even offer me mashed yams, I can't stand the smell or look of them. Jaros, from Poland told me that ther e they feed them to the hogs. Sounds about right to me.
Anyway, they got these stairs built for you to practice walking. Well thy a re not standard. I got up those easily but when I got home to standard stai rs it was actual work getting up them. I was asked to try to do things by t he thereapist and dfidf every o ne, in fact the first day I walked 200 feet , albeit with a walker.
Then I refused to wear me oxygen and guess what. My blood oxygen levels sta rted to rise on their own. Tell me I ain't ready to get out of here. But t hen empty beds gather no money, and that is more than half the game. I hope to never spend overnight in one of those places again. The damn TV would n ot even hold a channel, and by that I mean you go to say 29, on time it is one channel another time it is something different. Like I am watching Kirk and Spock, change it to see if there is anything else on and I come back t o 29 and it is some TV preacher. In fact more than half of what is on in th e middle of the night is TV preachers.
So anyway,, I am going to deal with the hospital to get drained, and maybe get my Lasix. For now, no drinking, but in no way shape or form do I intend to become a teatotaller.
Rant over.