It's been a few days since I've been on the blog. I thought I should layoff after I read my last post because, I was sounding like a whiner. I prefer to not have that label. I prefer gratitude guy, someone that's extremely grateful for all the blessings I've received in my life. I watched 20/20 last night, and part of the show was low incomes in the country. In one segment this man was commuting 80 miles one way to go to work. He started by bicycle at 5:30 am and had multiple bus connections. I told Donna if we had to do that, we'd probably cry and moan each and everyday. He was just wanting to be a good father and husband and provide for his family.There was a bunch of political issues with the show that I won't touch in this blog! Back on track, I'm grateful they found the infection when they did.
|In hospital long enough to start a beard!|
In the above picture I'm pissed, disappointed, scared, and tired. I gave myself a good talking to. I think I'm alright now. I need to get rid of this infection, and heal up so I can get some exercise in. No exercise at all is killing me a little each day in my opinion.Before the hardware was removed I had a CT scan to map the exact location of the leads. I was told with that data and previous 3D model that they could pin point the exact location again without my help. I'm hoping that means they can knock me out for the reinsertion of the hardware.
I've been home for five days taking high powered antibiotics learning about some side effects the hard way. For example on the way home the first night we made a stop at the Dollar General. I get out of the car and go in, and make it to the bread isle before feeling fuzzy, grey and going down to my knees. I bounce up, no damage,although a little stunned, and go sit in the car. The next day I confirm by email that the drugs was probably the cause. I have to have blood drawn weekly for kidney function tests and have my Picc line dressing changed. What a hassle! There I go, whining again.
Had some visitors this weekend. My lifelong friend Beverly Johnson Watson, her mother and loyal companion Hedi came by the house for a quick visit. Hedi is the lighter Shepard in the back. My Bellla up front.
Today a flying buddy/boss from the Air Force, John (Box) Elder with his lovely bride came by for a few hours. It was good to see everyone! Social media can only do so much you know!