Not amoung my finest moments

Hey:

 all the drugs I take, and there's about eight of them, have a warning that they cause dizzyiness and light-headedness. They're not kidding. I'm shakey enough as it is, I really don't need asssistance in that department. I got up off the couch to go to the bathroom, and I normally anchor myself to heavy furniture, this time I went to grab a cat post, we both went down, and I peed myself too. I'm too heavy for Terri to pick up, so it took me about twenty minutes to get my sorry ass back on the sofa. I don't mind embarasssing myself, it's a fact of life, but while I am adapting to being crippled, I'm not enjoying it. It does add insult to injury when the hospital that treats you so poorly sends you a survey. I should have answered this one in blood. I'm reduced to two fingered typing now, so all the thoughts that I would like to give type to are not going to happen. Pity that, I would like to tell the nice HMO that Terri pays about $600 a month for, that I would prefer to go to a hospital closer to me, and treats people like human beings and not dogs in a kennel. Of course they're probably not fond of me anyway, I've had a half-million in surgeries over the past two years. This, and I still don't have a left arm which functions. The kind doctor in the ER also turned me in to the DMV in 2005, so I haven't had a licence to drive since then. I filled out the DMV's 26 pages of paperwork, and even had it signed by a neurologist, but they still yanked my license. It made it easier selling my cars, but that was not a comfort to me. I'm sorry, I'm not a happy camper right now. But on the good side, I get to go in for a colonoscopy this Thursday. Why don't they just kill me and get it over with? I'm ready to go. I still have my sense of humor, but it's taking a darker turn. I actually liked the Joker in the last Batman movie. To me he seemed quite reasonable.

Take care all, the alternative is not pleasant. Your's from the ether.

Four page survey

Tri-City Hospittal sent me a survey to fill out. I've been there about six times in the past two years and each is worst than the last. I understand tnat my HMO has a contract with them, but they actuallly wanted me to anwser questions? Heaven help them, I told the truth. I've been in there six times in the past two years, and each time it get's worse. I am not a shy violoet. They're going to love reaeding my responses. Terri panicked 3hen I had seizures, and called 911, Tri-City diddn't even do an MRI or CT Scan on me.. This passes for medicine these days? I went in in on ambulance and all they did ws treat me for my COPD. I got to wear a Hannibal Lecter mask every four hours. No reason given for the seizures which panicked Terri so much. Aftwe all, why would I need to know that? I'm actually kind of fine now. I take about eight drugs per day and they all say will cause dizzyness and light-headedness. That's on the label. It'd not like I'm so secure anyway, but this does not help. I'm used to hospitals, but this is the secomend time I've checked myself out AMA.

Of course this is going to hurt me in the future. I have to go to this place they call a hospital because that's what my insurance willl cover. I think kennel is still the beat word.

Love to all from the ether.

New recipe tip

I make lunch for Trri every day, but I like to mix it up a bit ocassionally. Lunch meat every day can be tiresome. I hard boiled some eggs to make an egg salad sandwhich, but by the time they were done, I got dizzy and lightheaded, which I am prone to do, and after cooling the eggs, promptly fell on them. It took about 15 minutes to get back on my feet, but low and behold the eggs were pretty much shelled. I just had to rinse them in water, but it was the easiest time I've ever had peeling eggs. I don't recommend this mind you, I cut my head and you know how scalp wounds bleed. Still, I managed not to get any blood in the egg salad. I had a similar occurence in the hospital earlier this month. When I fall, it makes a large thud. I was crawling back to the bed in an open backed hopital gown, so everyone got a free show. I had to get a new catherder everyday anyway, so I can safely say that there is little about my personal body modesty left.

Speaking of which, I go in this Thursday for a colon check. I'm really looking forward to that. I realize I'm at an age now where this is going to be a regular thing, but I generally like to be kissed when entered from the rear; I doubt that's going to happen. At least one good thing. I generally don't wear underware anyway, this will come in handy this time. I like my doctor. He's very charming, I mention he's Polish only because I find it amusing. With his practice in a retirement community, he still calls me young man, although he can't be much older than I am. Sadly, every time I end up at the hopital they copy him, and I do not always behave in hospitals. I checked myself out AMA this last time. Even then the hunky male nurses were trying to stop me. A very lively discussion ensued. I won, of course. I told the charge nurse that if he didn't get me a wheelchair, I would crawl down that halls loudly and creatate a PR diisaster. I've been to Tri-City Hospital about six times in the past two years, and each time it get's worse. Unfortunately, they are are on my healthcare plan, so I can't go to Palomar, which is not only closer, but they treat you like a human being. Tri-City is nothing more than a kennel. I'm nothing special, but I am a human being, and expect to be treated like one.

Well, that's my bitching and moaning for this evening. I'm kind of hoping my prostate checks out. Given the luck I've had with Tri-City, I don't don't want them drilling my ass. I talked to a rep from the insurance company who said I should look for another hospital. I remended her of all the hastle I went through when I went to Palomar where I lost a lung. I thought health insurance was health insurance, and you went to the closest place. I was naive. I didn't realize they had back-handed deals.

On good news, Alan is out of the hospital now. The pneumonia he had was a very rare and violent kind. They can't explain how he got it. It does keep him out of chemo for awhile though, I'm afraid he's out of the semester at SDSU though. I hope this doesn't cost him his career.

Well that's all my good news from the ether tonight. My love to all.