A week home from the hospital, I am mostly sleeping, reading, writing a little and pissing a lot. Yes pissing is my new hobby. I got used to not being able for almost three years, depending on my dialysis, now every two hours out it comes. I get to collect it in plastic containers and measure the amount and record how much every day for my doctors at the outpatient clinic at Cedar Sinai, the hospital in LA where my transplant was done. They did a good job in the hospital, nurses were attentive, food was palatable if not exactly good, and as far as I can tell the surgery went without a hitch. Out patient care is another story. They are not exactly consumer friendly. At Kaiser, my normal hospital, waits of longer than 15 minutes from appointment time are rare. The doctors and nurses are efficient and don’t make you wait around for hours. Cedar Sinai is a different story, you go in at 6:30 in the morning to get blood work, you wait maybe half an hour before they get to you, then you sit around for three or four more hours waiting to see the doctor for five minutes. The waiting area is crowded and uncomfortable. I would have thought a top rated hospital like that would treat patients better, but no, I am stuck going there for the next six months, can’t wait to get back to Kaiser.
Meantime I cook my meals, wash up after myself and rest, read and answer job ads on the internet. Got to keep looking for work, unemployment runs out soon. I am on my last renewal so its get better and get to work or get broke. School days, as much as I prefer them seem to be over for me after this session is over. Too bad, I really like being a student.
So I take my pills and keep track of my vitals, temp, blood pressure, weight, urine, blood sugar and stick an insulin needle in my arm every few hours to counteract the medication that has my blood sugar shooting through the roof. Thank god my girlfriend is available to do errands for me. She does laundry, shopping, takes me to the hospital and puts up with my general grumpiness. It hurts just to get out of bed!
As for the world, well I follow things in the middle east and far east and well all of it as much as I can, but not particularly excited about much except this false flag event the Debt Debacle that the government has paraded before us in an attempt to take away our benefits. Hell with that. I don’t want to go back to the 19th century of super rich fat cats and the rest of us struggling, not in a modern industrial society, no frigging way.
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