I knew you could OD on water, but thats bad. Good luck.
While in the hospital, The nurse thought my poop was not soft enough, so
just before they were sending me down to surgery for the chest tube, she
gave me a poop softener. A shot. Before I even got to the surgery, I was
pooping liquid. I was in AD so bad they rushed me back to my room. I had
never had AD so bad. They ended up bring me to a higher level ICU so
they could put a chest tube in me right in my room.
Bad week
Greg
On 7/22/2018 2:30 PM, Lori Michaelson wrote:
After the bleeding my body of sodium after drinking too much water
(despite adding Gatorade and other things to my water) I began to get
confused starting on June 26. Very confused. I was on the phone with
my sister in the morning (late warning) and had just finished my
breakfast bar that I was holding in bed like they usually do. My live
in caregiver finished washing my hand and had turned around and heard
a crunching noise and I was chewing my finger! Thankfully she was able
to pull my hand away from me. After that I began to get worse. The
next it was a Thursday which was my catheter change day. I was really
out of it by then and they took me to Northwest medical Center in
Tucson. I was in ICU for two weeks in the was pure hell.
I had aspirated and got aspiration/pneumonia. Eventually I had to have
a chest tube and that seemed to take forever to drain out all the
liquid which included blood. They could not take it out until there
was one hundred cc or less in a 24-hour period of time. They finally
did and it was one more day and I came home on July 18.
They did not have a rotating air mattress like I have at home and they
ordered a rental bed that rotated me from side to side and inflated
and deflated but the breakdown on my tail bone began before they were
able to get that. Now it is draining after over 3 1/2 years with no
breakdown areas because of the great roads here.
Now I am super lonely since I have lost my husband, my golden daughter
(golden retriever) that my husband and I adopted back in November of
2009 and she stayed by my side ever since my husband passed away in
2012 (June). She went everywhere with me and love to "go" whether it
be to Wal-Mart or to the park or anywhere. I dreaded the day when it
was her time to "go" for the day she was asking. She was diagnosed
with multiple tumors on her spleen that were in operable and a miss
her and everyone I have lost in my life (my parents when I was a
teenager) then my grandparents, then my common-law husband for 13
years and then my husband for 15 years.
This is the first time I have never been without living with a family
member of any type. My one sister and brother-in-law took me and after
my husband's passing but after 3 years... I guess I began an
inconvenience to them even though the original "plan" was for me to
hire morning and evening caregivers 7 days a week which I did. They
were wonderful and it was a great small hometown where I had a great
position only five minutes away and life was good until they told me
that even though they /knew/ I had nowhere to go. They didn't even
care if I ended up in a nursing home but that was not going to happen
so I began to look for a living caregiver. However, there was not one
single even remotely accessible house or apartment in their entire
area so I began to move back to Arizona where everything was
accessible. But the first thing that happened to me was a home health
agency nurse blowing up the balloon in my urethra making it stretched
out beyond repair.
The great urologist I had since 2006 was not required to do surgery
that would need to be done to stop the leaking so I had to have
bladder neck closure surgery and an SP catheter put in. I thought that
would be the end of it but only five months later a polyp against my
bladder wall showed up and the new urologist wanted to check it out so
I had a bladder biopsy done in February of 2017 and it was
superficial/low grade cancer. He removed it but cancer cells can
eventually spread and invade the bladder or elsewhere and along with
my nonstop bladder infections... the consensus is to have my bladder
removed (a urostomy).
I don't know when that will be.
Right now,, after that 3 weeks in the hospital they want me to see a
pulmonologist, a cardiologist (I doubt I will need a cardiologist) and
I need to see my regular physician. Money, money, money since I have
to pay 20% of each physician's visit since I only have original Medicare.
I wish I had the type of family that would have kept me going way down
and sharing the care since I can feed myself and operate my computer
when I am up and around along with my other two nieces and other
sister and brother-in-law nearby. But nope.
I am so damn tired of being a patient.
That is the longest I have been in a hospital since my accident in
1979 when I was in ICU for three or four months, then a regular
hospital and then rehab for a total of 13 months.
~Lori
On Sun, Jul 22, 2018 at 12:46 PM, Greg <[email protected]
<mailto:[email protected]>> wrote:
Hey Don,
We had one of those oxygen meters, my levels were always good,
95-96, until last week, it was 90. After my chair flipped on the
3^rd , I broke my clavicle. On the 10th, I was having bad
breathing problems. Had to go the ER. They found a few liters of
fluid around my lung.
Was at the ICU in St. Josephs for 8 or 9 days, with chest tubes.
But at least while hooked up to monitors all that time, they found
the cause of my shortness of breath. My heart keeps going into
A-Fib. I must have had it for years. Hopefully heart meds will
smooth it out some. The beat starts to flutter then jumps to 150.
I was going to text you or the List to see if any of you quads
were in the area, but they kept thinking I was going home, but
they kept finding other issues. I wanted to go cruise the Barrows
SCI until, but docs didn’t want me going that far off monitors.
I got up a few times to go outside, but man am I dizzy from being
in bed so much and not eating much.
My shoulder is hurting more now than at first. Not a fun month.
Greg
On 7/16/2018 3:12 PM, Don Price wrote:
Greg:
I sometimes get a similar feeling when I'm hot or my blood
pressure is low (usually due to dehydration.)
I suggest you spend the $15 to $30 for one of those fingertip
oximeters that measures your oxygen level and pulse rate. Use it
daily at first to get a good baseline for you on normal days,
then use it when you feel short of breath to see if you're
actually significantly lower in 02%.
This is one tool that can help you get an idea if something is
wrong. Ask your doctor what a "good" level would be for you and
what a "concerning" level might be. Here's some info I found
online (if it's on the Internet is has to be accurate, right?):
"Here are some general guidelines to understanding oximeter
readings and SpO2 values.
A normal healthy person should be able to achieve normal blood
oxygen saturation levels (SpO2) of 94% to 99%. For patients with
mild respiratory diseases, the SpO2 should be 90% or above.
Supplementary oxygen should be used if SpO2 level falls below
90%, which is unacceptable for a prolonged period of time."
Best wishes,
Don P
Tempe, AZ
On Wednesday, July 11, 2018, 3:24:54 PM MST, Greg
<[email protected]> <mailto:[email protected]> wrote:
My breathing has been strange for months now. Like I can’t get a
big enough breath. So I end up taking lots of fast quick breaths.
I can take deep breaths but have to force myself. Wearing a
binder really helped, but hasn’t been helping much lately.
Its mostly when sitting up all the way, or laying down all the
way. I have no idea what kind of doc to see, a lung doc or rehab
doc.
Anyone else have this issue?
Greg
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"Petting, scratching and cuddling a dog could be soothing to the mind
and heart and deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as
prayer." ~Dean Koontz
