Blurty for ªm¥.
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| Tuesday, June 24th, 2003 |
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when we got to Parker-Hughes, they asked me all these invasive questions again. i asked mom if we could just go home because i didnt want to be there. she just gave me that oh-i-care-but-not-enough-to-do-anything-a They give me some sailine ((0.9% sodium chloride)) soultion to keep the vein open and stuff, its pretty cold, like always. i bet its because they refridgerate it. then they starts the *stuff*. but first they hook my up to a monitor that watches my, heart and resperation rate. they tell me if i feel at all short of breath to tell the first nurse i see. comforting. i wasnt hooked up to that whole thing before. I start reading harry potter, every 20 minutes or so the IV thing beeps and they nurse pushes buttons to tell it to keep pumping in meds. she tells me all about her 6 foot son. i was half expecting her to set me up with him. While im getting my *stuff*, this guy comes in for chemo. i dont see his face but he sounds like he's about 45 or so/ they put him in the chair next to me. he tells us that the mayo clinic gave him 6 months to live because he had 2 inoperable tumors. obviously, he didnt like it obviously and switched here. one of his tumors has gone and they other is reduced greatly in size! wow! i get up to use the bathroom, i have to drag the stupid IV with me. i see the guy, he looks aroung 65. its scary how different his voice and self are. in the bathroom, everything is labled "biohazard". this doesnt make me feel very good. mom's doing her computer work, i do a litle of it for a break from harry potter. im reading it for the second time, the first time it took me about 7 hours for 870 pages, its slower than i usually read. when mom's done with her stuff, i start going thru her computer, looking at stuff and making beautiful art with Paint. i also re-do her color scheme, she likes it. around 430, the *stuff* is doneso they run some more sailine while mom picks up new perscriptions for me. i have 23 horse pills to take everyday instead of only 15. they also are making me drink all these protien shakes. we have about 10 lbs of free samples. im guessing ill have to eat them all. on the way home, we stop at the local nutrition center for iron and potassium ((read:: McDonalds for burgers and fries)) i get home, check caller ID, and call kyle, it seems that now weve broken up, he actually DOES call when he says hes gonna... odd isnt it. speaking of which, i found out online that the some of the stuff ive been forced to swallow -since its a steriod-, gives me really bad mood swings and makes me "overly agressive". and 100000 to one, its why i got so pissed off at kyle and wrote that in my blurty. im not even my own person anymore. at least Dr. Whats-Her-Name is starting to take me off of it. ((you gotta do it gradually tho, cause you get withdrawl from long term use of steroids)) Kyle, im jusst hoping that if you read this, you realize that it wasnt me. im sorry. -Amy- |
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its just a sound... dad's mad at me for spilling sprite on the "new floor" hes really mad. the funny thing is that i dont drink sprite. -Amy? |
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Blurty for ªm¥.
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