( The Following is an Uncle Sydney True Adventure!)
Hi all...just got home. A very very long night, and day. Cut to the chase it's as so many here said a "virus" from hell. That plus damage to my tummy...the opening to my stomach injured. No surgery needed...yet. Hey I'll take what I can get! The cherry on top are withdrawal symptoms from one of the powerful anti-depressants I take.
All that a head cold, and assorted bad vibes.
T
hank you all that urged me to call for help, and get to a hospital. If I had waited till Monday as planned the doc told me it would have been seriously worse.
Good bleeping grief!
I feel like I just fell off a mountain. No solid food or liquids for four daze. They said it'll take several daze to a week to recover just from that. The virus, and tummy damage longer. I'm home, but feel very very disoriented the works...
"Downton Abby" is on in background as I post...turns out "His Lordship" is in bed sick too. I guess this Virus thing is really getting around!
The crew from the EMT the folks that picked me up to the Orderlies Nurses, and Doctors were seriously swell people...over worked some clearly tired, but giving full service..Bless'em all
<3!
EMT folks are always very good..kind thoughtful..they're first responder Angels.
The docs at "NY Methodist"...which was where they took me asked...all wanted to know where I was who I had contact with what I had eaten...trying to track down the source of all this. I disappointed them by say that since retirement I've become a mild or type three Shut-in.
Yeah there's types...I'm only "mildly" batty.
As for treatments they gave me the works. There wasn't no part unseen or untouched...been a long time since I had any action. Though I wish it were under happier circumstances. Again I have to say bless these folks they really wanted to know what the hell happened to me, and to fix me up as soon as possible.
I was in triage which means what it sounds like. It was like in war...the most serious cleaned out, and sewn up first.
When they got to me though it was like "Gang Busters!"
A saying from the early to mid-20th century originating from a cop's, and robbers radio show...I think on the "Blue Network" which later became "NBC". Google all that if ya like.
They filled me with IV fluids medications rolled me around all over the place to treatment room to room. However after a while let me rest which I so desperately needed. Like I sez my body feels like it fell off a mountain.
Still dizzy some aches disoriented.
Before I go I must say that my dear friend Deacon Thomas Tortorella<3
of the Catholic Church offered a unique kindness to me.
That is he offered to bring me "Holy Communion" the "Eucharist".
He's offered this kindness when I was very ill before. Oh my there's a thought for a character like me. I told him I was sorry for giving his religion such a hard time, but I thought that the "Big Guy" probably has a sense of humor about it. Also that my confession might take a while, and if there was a short form.
Still it makes me wonder, and meditate on the eternities, and how close we are to falling 'up' into it...as if we were separate from it...which we ain't.
There's more, but need to stop.
I read most of the posts you folks wrote...oh my!
I loves you 'all' too!<3!
Hi all...just got home. A very very long night, and day. Cut to the chase it's as so many here said a "virus" from hell. That plus damage to my tummy...the opening to my stomach injured. No surgery needed...yet. Hey I'll take what I can get! The cherry on top are withdrawal symptoms from one of the powerful anti-depressants I take.
All that a head cold, and assorted bad vibes.
T
hank you all that urged me to call for help, and get to a hospital. If I had waited till Monday as planned the doc told me it would have been seriously worse.
Good bleeping grief!
I feel like I just fell off a mountain. No solid food or liquids for four daze. They said it'll take several daze to a week to recover just from that. The virus, and tummy damage longer. I'm home, but feel very very disoriented the works...
"Downton Abby" is on in background as I post...turns out "His Lordship" is in bed sick too. I guess this Virus thing is really getting around!
The crew from the EMT the folks that picked me up to the Orderlies Nurses, and Doctors were seriously swell people...over worked some clearly tired, but giving full service..Bless'em all
<3!EMT folks are always very good..kind thoughtful..they're first responder Angels.
The docs at "NY Methodist"...which was where they took me asked...all wanted to know where I was who I had contact with what I had eaten...trying to track down the source of all this. I disappointed them by say that since retirement I've become a mild or type three Shut-in.
Yeah there's types...I'm only "mildly" batty.
As for treatments they gave me the works. There wasn't no part unseen or untouched...been a long time since I had any action. Though I wish it were under happier circumstances. Again I have to say bless these folks they really wanted to know what the hell happened to me, and to fix me up as soon as possible.
I was in triage which means what it sounds like. It was like in war...the most serious cleaned out, and sewn up first.
When they got to me though it was like "Gang Busters!"
A saying from the early to mid-20th century originating from a cop's, and robbers radio show...I think on the "Blue Network" which later became "NBC". Google all that if ya like.
They filled me with IV fluids medications rolled me around all over the place to treatment room to room. However after a while let me rest which I so desperately needed. Like I sez my body feels like it fell off a mountain.
Still dizzy some aches disoriented.
Before I go I must say that my dear friend Deacon Thomas Tortorella
<3 of the Catholic Church offered a unique kindness to me.
That is he offered to bring me "Holy Communion" the "Eucharist".
He's offered this kindness when I was very ill before. Oh my there's a thought for a character like me. I told him I was sorry for giving his religion such a hard time, but I thought that the "Big Guy" probably has a sense of humor about it. Also that my confession might take a while, and if there was a short form.
Still it makes me wonder, and meditate on the eternities, and how close we are to falling 'up' into it...as if we were separate from it...which we ain't.
There's more, but need to stop.
I read most of the posts you folks wrote...oh my!
I loves you 'all' too!
<3!
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