antiseptic hell vol. 3
(transcribed from text messages to self)
third day in the hospital. argh.
6:00 am
am still hopped up on painkillers and am in a pretty floaty state. but they just hooked me up to another IV! when will this nightmare end?!?
10:30 am
stupid IV's making picking up phone nearly impossible. i just have to post this one question: how could painkillers cause so much pain? a nurse came in about 10 minutes ago and started pumping oil-based painkillers into my IV! ouch! the pain is incredible! like ten thousand angry ants marching into my veins, taking teeny bites at the same frickin' time.
11:30 am
argh. hate my doctor. he has no bedside manner to speak of! did not see him before or after surgery, and now he peeks in and says, "you can go home now." i mean, yeah, i'm overjoyed at being discharged - but hello? don't you need to rattle off a bunch of dos and don'ts? like can i go to work now? can i drive? can i bathe? can i even wear a frickin' bra or shall i scandalize the entire hospital? how about a simple inquiry into my general state of comfort?!? i swear, this guy is so in it for the money. i mean, where is george clooney? where are the doctors they glorify on tv? doctors who "genuinely" care?!? with my luck, they're all in iraq or afghanistan. doing their bit for "doctors without borders". damn.
12:00 nn
my aunt is here for a visit. she used to be my favorite aunt. that's until my dad died and she went all tele-novela-ish on my mother. i slap on a practiced smile and graciously receive her. what else could i do? she's family.
1:30 pm
have paid my hospital bill. hmo paid for everything. well, i had to shell out 150 bucks, but that's nothing really. i mean, considering.
1:45 pm
spoke (wrote?) too soon. mommy just came back and told me i had to shell out a few thousand bucks for antibiotics and painkillers. double damn.
3:00 pm
goodbye, my antiseptic hell! i hope never to see you again! haha!
3:15 pm
again, i spoke too soon. i have to see my doctor on monday. argh. shall i never win?
third day in the hospital. argh.
6:00 am
am still hopped up on painkillers and am in a pretty floaty state. but they just hooked me up to another IV! when will this nightmare end?!?
10:30 am
stupid IV's making picking up phone nearly impossible. i just have to post this one question: how could painkillers cause so much pain? a nurse came in about 10 minutes ago and started pumping oil-based painkillers into my IV! ouch! the pain is incredible! like ten thousand angry ants marching into my veins, taking teeny bites at the same frickin' time.
11:30 am
argh. hate my doctor. he has no bedside manner to speak of! did not see him before or after surgery, and now he peeks in and says, "you can go home now." i mean, yeah, i'm overjoyed at being discharged - but hello? don't you need to rattle off a bunch of dos and don'ts? like can i go to work now? can i drive? can i bathe? can i even wear a frickin' bra or shall i scandalize the entire hospital? how about a simple inquiry into my general state of comfort?!? i swear, this guy is so in it for the money. i mean, where is george clooney? where are the doctors they glorify on tv? doctors who "genuinely" care?!? with my luck, they're all in iraq or afghanistan. doing their bit for "doctors without borders". damn.
12:00 nn
my aunt is here for a visit. she used to be my favorite aunt. that's until my dad died and she went all tele-novela-ish on my mother. i slap on a practiced smile and graciously receive her. what else could i do? she's family.
1:30 pm
have paid my hospital bill. hmo paid for everything. well, i had to shell out 150 bucks, but that's nothing really. i mean, considering.
1:45 pm
spoke (wrote?) too soon. mommy just came back and told me i had to shell out a few thousand bucks for antibiotics and painkillers. double damn.
3:00 pm
goodbye, my antiseptic hell! i hope never to see you again! haha!
3:15 pm
again, i spoke too soon. i have to see my doctor on monday. argh. shall i never win?
Ophelia came up for air at 4:40 PM
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