Morning Hospital Ramblings

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I guess I really am feeling much improved this morning. I am just shooting out all kinds of blog posts this morning.

Those of you who have been reading my blog for a while probably know about our “hospital frog” tradition. The short version is that every time someone in the family ends up sick in the hospital, they get a frog for their hospital stay. Weird tradition, but well….it cheers us up.

This hospital stay I got a cute little windup, googly eyed frog, that hops when he is all wound up.

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Respiratory just came by….I have just a little wheeze in the back of my chest and a slight wheeze when I exhale. Overall much improved. He took me off of the oxygen for the time being,and will be down to check on me again, and take my oxygen reading since I will have been on room air for a bit.

The nurse and the respiratory guy both said I could roam the halls when my mother gets here. It seems I need some supervision, since I have not been able to be that active for several days.  At least that is what they are saying, they could be afraid that I might get into trouble if left to my own devices. 

Last but not least, this was my mother’s facebook status message this morning….

Our family has a unique way of celebrating birthdays-Daughter Melissa spent her birthday (2/19) in hospital (asthma) and is still there and Nick (Melissa’s son) spent his birthday (2/21) writhing in pain from severe mono and subsequent hepatitis- Maybe next year they’ll go for the fun like maybe laying in a bed of poison ivy or jabbing a pencil in the eyeball.

Have a great day, Neighbors!

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Morning Update

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It is not even 8:00 am yet and I have already taken my modified bath and changed pj’s. I do not think I lost much breath if at all while doing that. Just yesterday I was still losing breath during that activity. I am so glad to breath with only a little wheeze. When my mother gets here later, I think I will have her come with me and I will do a few laps in the hall way. That should be a good test on how my lungs are really doing.

Fortunately, since I do not have an IV stuck to me all the time, just the catheter that is only used when I need medications, I can wear normal pj’s and not the hospital’s gowns.  Otherwise I might end up looking like this guy…..

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Have a good day, Neighbors!

ps. my morning blood sugar was 239, best reading yet since steroids were started.
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Oh What A Good Hospital Day!

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I could not have asked for a better day in the hospital.  My breathing has remained better all day, and with the four different insulins, my blood sugar has stayed under 300 most of the day, just now it was 316.

This morning after the PA from the pulmonologist office came over and gave me her news, the hospitalist who is doing my diabetes management said that the fourth insulin that he added seemed to have really helped a lot.  He said it was the first 24 hours that my blood sugar had not spiked way out of control.  So had a shot of that extra insulin again and he is going up another 10 units on my lantus (the long lasting insulin).  He thinks with all the steroids that I have had, even though my blood sugar is high, that we are keeping as good of control over it as we can.

Then a doctor from the pulminologist office came by and he actually gave me a tentative go home date.  Tomorrow, as the PA discussed we are going to reduce the IV steroids a little more, and see how I tolerate that.  Then on Tuesday morning the plan is to not give me any IV steroids, just oral steroids, and watch me through the day.  If I do not have a set back then I get to go home sometime Tuesday afternoon, probably.

 I call that a good day, as far as being in the hospital goes.

Have a great night, Neighbors!!

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A Better Morning In The Hospital

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Hey Everyone!  I am still in the hospital, but I am feeling better.  I do not get as winded walking a short way anymore and I am not having to gasp for air as much when I am being still.  I have to say today is already turning out better breathing wise than it has been since I have been here.

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Based on what the Physician’s Assistant from the pulmonologist’s office just said, I am thinking I will be here at least through tomorrow, because they want to continue to wean me off the IV steroids.  They are not reducing the dose today, they do not want to take it down too fast and cause me to have a set back.  The respiratory therapist I saw this morning, said I do not have to be woken for the two in the morning breathing treatment anymore, but I am welcome to call if I need it.  She also reduced the amount of oxygen I am getting, not much, only down 1%, but that also is to get me weaned off of the oxygen slowly.  My blood sugar was 279, yes I know that is high, however, there is no way to achieve a normal blood sugar while on steroids, and the 279 is significantly better than it was yesterday.  It has come down around 100 points or so.  It only took four different type of steroids to achieve that. 

I had to have my IV redone last night.  I am not very good with IV’s, they are either hard to start, or hard to maintain, most of the time both.  It took two ladies three tries a piece, all together six tries before they were able to get it started, but it feels so much better than the first one did.  The first one was on the back of my hand, the new one is on my arm.

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New IV Site

I am being giving a shot of an anti-coagulant one a day, to prevent blood clots since I am not very mobile right now.  That means I am bruising pretty darn easy.

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 More to come in a bit! 

Have a wonderful day Neighbors!

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Good Morning!

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This is my dad slee…..visiting me last night! Shhh he does not know I took his picture.

Never enough sleep in a hospital. I have been awake since about 2:00 am. First it was to have my blood sugar checked, then it was to have respiratory therapy to come in and for me to have a breathing treatment, shortly after that, I had to have some insulin injections. At least I can get an early start on my blogging today!!

My blood sugar is still in the 300’s, so my wish right now is that the Hospitalist who is working on the diabetes part of things does not decide to put me on an insulin drip. If that happens, I found out that I would probably have to go to ICU.

I do have some good news though. I am only partially IV’d up now. I now need fluids,so that part of things was disconnected. I just have the IV needle in my hand with a small amount of tubing. They use it to give me the steroids. The only time I will have to be hooked back to the full IV thing is about five this evening when I get my antibiotics. When I was hooked up to oxygen I was given a huge amount of tubing so I can go to the restroom still hooked up to oxygen. So I just feel better now that I can move around more, and now that I am not having to drag my IV pole around, I am not losing my breathe as much.

My chest is still tight. I know that it will continue to improve.

Have a good day, neighbors!

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Hospital Birthday

The Birthday in the Hospital is not as bad as it could have been.  I got some pretty balloons, birthday cards and a few decorations for my room.  My mom was the thoughtful to make my room brighter.  My niece brought me a Hannah Montana card, told me Hannah Montana is her favorite rock star.  My niece is only four so I have forgiven her for her taste in music.  Oh…she also likes the Jonas Brothers.  When I asked her if she thought they were cute, she said yes!  Her Daddy better watch out!

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The hospital brought me angel food cake and fresh strawberries for my birthday cake.  I really enjoyed it….the only thing that would have made it better was if some chocolate had been involved.  Unfortunately, no chocolate for me.

This hospital is doing a much, much better job at keeping my blood sugar from getting horribly out of control.  The highest it has been 389, but most of the time it has been under 300, in the high 200’s.  The doctor dealing with the blood sugar said he might, starting giving me insulin by IV, that would mean I would have to change rooms though.  It would be too easy for things to go bad with such a direct line of insulin, so I would need more intensive supervision. 

As much as I like being alone, there is a difference in being alone because I am choosing to and being alone because I am forced to.  I am experiencing some loneliness right about now. I am watching American Loggers because it is a show my husband likes, and talking to ya’ll on the blog, so I am hoping that it will help with my loneliness.  I know that I am feeling better, just because of the fact that I am even wanting to blog.  I was feeling so bad because of the lack of being able to breath and the things going on with my nursing care, as well as just being in the hospital, that I did not feel like blogging earlier. 

Ok going to run for now, I am sure I will send out some more rambling later.

Be well, my neighbors!

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Spirometer And Better Care

Today I am going to teach you some numbers that have to do with Asthma. Yesterday, before the doctor sent me over here I had to have a breathing test at his office. It was done on a machine called a spirometer. Basically it measures the amount of air you can blow out.

The process you have to go through to have this machine take this measurement is not bad, it can just be a little tiring when you are having a difficult time breathing.

This is what the spirometer looks like.
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Basically, when I saw the Doctor yesterday, my ability to exhale was half of what it was the last time I saw him. Which is a big change. It indicates some sort of blockage, which in my case is my airways constricting.

I am feeling some better today, however, still quite a bit of a ways to go before I am well enough to go home.  Just walking the few feet from my bed to the bathroom is horrible enough to make it so I have no breath left.  I had to get respiratory to come and give me an extra breathing treatment after my last bathroom trip

As far as the horrible nursing care I got yesterday afternoon, things are very much improved. 

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Party Hats, And Party Horns….Ok Maybe We Should Skip The Party Horns

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Hi, Everyone! Guess where I am? If you said the hospital, you would be absolutely correct. My pulmonologist, felt it was in my best interest to spend some time in the hospital, getting some IV steroids anda few other things. I am in a different hospital than I as last time, I am in the one that my pulmonologist has privileges in but it is further away from home.

I had blood drawn for a blood gas reading. Good Grief did that hurt! I have never had that done before, so I was not expecting then to have to go so far into the underside of my wrist.

I am still waiting for my IV to be put in and they are running a bit late with my restless leg medicine.

I asked my mother if she thought they forgot about me, and she suggested I buzz the nurse’s desk. I did and hopefully we will see someone soon.

I just realized no one has checked my blood sugar either, I am not a happy camper right now.

LOL I just realized that nothing about this post has anything to do with being positive. I think I am just too grumpy to do that right now.

Oh and to add further to my joy, tomorrow is my birthday and I guess I get to spend it here.

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Too Cool For The Spa – Part II

I am going to finish “Too Cool For The Spa” today.  I apologize for not finishing it yesterday, but I just could not stay awake any longer and I had been working on that one post all day long.  Some days are harder than others, in staying awake.  My depression medications make me sleepy, some days worse than others.

After leaving my brother’s place of work, we were finally headed to our last stop, mine and my mother’s appointments with Dr. Szumstein.  Again we arrived early.   We got to his office and proceeded to try and find a parking spot in the parking deck.  It was very busy, and the only spot we could find was on the very top deck.  

This is a picture I took of the Atlanta Skyline from the top deck of the parking deck.  If you look carefully, you can see the city of Atlanta off in the distance.

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The waiting room at this practice had even more baseball memorabilia than the other office had.  

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After signing in at Georgia Lung Associates we did not have to wait very long for Dr. Szumstein to call us back.  One of the things I like about this practice, is that the doctors actually come and get you from the waiting room.  It makes everything so much more pleasant that way, not too mention it gives you the impression that the patients are really cared for there.  That is not something you find very often anymore.  

When we have appointments together, Dr. Szumstein will put us in the same room.  My mother and I had a discussion over who would get the big chair.  Neither one of us really wanted it.  My mother prevailed in that discussion, after all she is older than me.


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When Dr. Szumstein came back into our room, I asked him about taking his picture for my blog.  I think he thought I lost my mind, but he did say I could take his picture.  He sent mom off to have her breathing tested.  While she was out of the room, he asked how I was doing.  He knew about my depression and suicide attempt.  I had to tell him because many of the depression drugs out there make Restless Leg Syndrome worse, and he has to know so he can make informed decisions about increasing my doses of Restless Leg Syndrome medication.  He seemed very pleased to find out that I was doing much better. 

 Dr. Szumstein is probably my favorite doctor I have ever had.  He is a very nice man as well as being a very good doctor.  If only one of us is there for an appointment, he always takes the time to ask about the other members of the family.  

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Dr. Szumstein then sent me off for my breathing test.  The technician who did my test for me that day was kind of enough to take a picture of me while I was in the testing booth.  This is the test I have to do every time I go to the pulmonologist.  It tests to see how well I am breathing and compares the results to previous tests.  

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 Dr. Szumstein came back into our room and gave us our tests results.  While he was looking over our information, I told him how mom and I had been comparing our wheezes as we were walking down the hall.  She had a whistle wheeze and I had more of a rumbling wheeze.  Dr. Szumstein thought this was pretty funny and replied with “Awesome!”  

Dr. Szumstein did not seem worried by anything he saw in our breathing tests results, however, my tests results were worse than they had been right after I had gotten out of the hospital for an asthma attack.  He also said that in all the time I had been seeing him, I only had one breathing test that was worse than this one.  No wonder I have been feeling like crap lately.  


The other thing that I really like about Dr. Szumstein, is that he is really good about giving out samples of medications.  He knows that even with prescription insurance, it is still expensive to get everything filled.  So he gave me and my mother plenty of samples to last us a while.


We were finally finished with  all our appointments for the day and we could start back to the house.  I believe my daughter was rather happy to be done with all that waiting around for people.

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I think my family is rather cool.  Instead of the women getting together for a day at the spa, we got together for a day at the doctors’.  We are just that cool, too cool for the spa!  

As a  side note:  I think maybe I should put my mother in charge of my schedule since she seems to get every where either early or on time.

Angry At Asthma

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The last couple of days I have had all kinds of thoughts running through my head.  I think I may have figured out part of the reason why I have been down in the dumps a bit since Friday.  I have a nasty wheeze in my chest.  Seeing how it has not been that long since I was in the hospital for my asthma it kind of makes me angry. 

I feel like I endured all those steroids and all those extra insulin shots for nothing, because now that the steroids are out of my system the wheeze has come back.   This kind of repeated asthma problem is why I got depressed about having asthma when I was first diagnosed.  

I had my asthma under control for a good six to nine months, and  now it feels like  I am back to where I started, almost three years ago.  Feeling like I am breathing through water, coughing, and not feeling good.  

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I have an appointment with my pulmonologist next Tuesday.  I am hoping I can make it until then, that way if I end up in the hospital again, I will be in the hospital where he has privileges.  

I guess I will have to get the Skippin’ Ninja to kick the asthma in the knee.  That might make my mental state a little bit better.  

I still need to work on getting angry about things I have no control over.  I have no control over what the asthma does and I got angry.  I need to learn how to just take it in stride.