3 AM Saturday 2/5/2000 What idiot put the last ice pack in with the insulated side down? Oh…uh… I have nobody but myself to blame for my quality of care here. I can’t recommend strongly enough that the solo patient time his/her bathroom trips to be in the “meaty part” of their pain med cycle. […]
Pre-op Thursday 2/3/2000 (remembered) My friend Richard conveys me to the outpatient facility at 7 AM on surgery day. I’m suffering from a great deal of low-back pain, and can’t wait ’till they get some meds in me (since I can’t take the proper meds for the back due to the upcoming general anesthesia). The […]
Preamble: No idea how I did it. I tore my left ACL, and I can’t for the life of me figure out when it happened. Sometime between February of 1999 and October of 1999, I must’ve done a number on it, but I don’t know how. Coulda been a fall in the Great Smoky Mountains […]
August 7, 1999. She slipped from this life as gracefully as she lived it, passing quietly after gently holding cancer at arms’ length for three years and eight months. One could hardly describe it as a “battle” with cancer. Mom simply defied gravity. This was her way. She inspired us to try to leave everyone […]