When I had that stroke last month it happened at 12:30 in the afternoon. I had not showered yet that day, and I was kinda smelly. As in, "Crap, I have that 'not so fresh feeling' and I'm headed to the hospital where body prodding is sure to take place." But there was no time to stop for a shower, so I just had to make excuses for my smell to every doctor, RN, CNA, LPN, neurologist and intern who came within two feet of me. I was hooked up to heart monitors all night and all the next day, so I didn't get to shower until about dinner time on day two. When I was all lovely and clean and back in bed, a nurse came in to hook me up to monitors again, and she said, "It smells good in here! Did you take a shower?" Yes, she really said that. I told her that I had in fact showered, but that she was probably smelling the roses my sister had brought me.
Hospital tip #1: Murphy's Law sort of dictates that no one will be going to the hospital when they are looking their best, so if you end up in the ER smelling like a homeless person in July, just take a look around you and feel better. It's likely you aren't the most disgusting person in the room.
2. Even in a serious situation I cannot help but making stupid, inappropriate jokes. Such as: When finding out I have a nodule on my thyroid, (totally unrelated to reason for being at the hospital, but a favorite topic for Idiot Doctor), I asked him if that's why I was fat? You know - "It's my thyroid." And then taking bets for when the doctors were going to ask me when I'd had my double mastectomy. Flat chested jokes are sometimes just wrong. Also, I was so bored at times that I had to fight off the urge to fake a seizure for the entertainment of...Ok, I suppose just for my own entertainment. Also, once you've had thirty or so neurological tests and you have the questions and movements memorized, you start to feel like slurring your speech and poking yourself in the eye just to give the nurses something different to do.
Hospital Tip #2: Think before you speak. And if you're well enough to be joking, even inappropriately, that would be a blessing, so don't be too hard on yourself. But when you're perfectly coherent and sane and a nurse asks you if you know where you are, try not to spend too much time thinking of comedic responses, because when it takes you a while to come up with an answer it starts to look like you really might not know the right one.
3. Some doctors do not know as much about your condition as you do. He won't like to admit this, so he will go home at night and Google what you told him is wrong with you. He will come back the next morning and tell you that he "did some research". Then he will draw a picture for you of what you already knew. It will look like a picture of Spiderman. The doctor will feel like he is educating you, and it's ok to roll your eyes and call said doctor a dumb ass. Some doctors need a little humility.
Hospital Tip #3: A medical degree does not an intelligent person make. If you think your doctor might be a moron, demand a new one. You have that right.
4. This one's important. If a whole heap of people are going to be working on your chest doing ultrasounds or EKG's or whatever, you should make sure you don't have two nipple hairs growing out of your right mammory. And no, I do not speak from personal experience, I have no idea what you're talking about.
Hospital Tip #4: When you do those self-breast-exams monthly like you're supposed to, be sure you check for unwanted hair. Cause, Dude.
5. When you're bored your sister might help you take pictures that you think are funny, but those pictures will not amuse your husband in the slightest because he is still stuck on the fact that you could die at any moment and won't be ready to laugh yet. His lack of a sense of humor in this situation may actually make you love him more.
Hospital Tip #5: Bring a person with you to the hospital who will keep things light, and another who will act like the world will stop moving if you die, will swear at Idiot Doctor, and who will later tell you that you can't post a picture of yourself drooling because not only is it not funny, it's also insensitive.
I am so there with you. Except I was wearing wool pants and fell in a puddle and wet wool. Ucky!! I had to wear them all day.
ReplyDeleteAlso if your Doctor Happens to be named Dr. Howse DO NOT made jokes about a pill popping TV doctor. He does no have a since of humor.
And if your nurse refuses to believe the weight that is listed on your chart because you look soooo thin, send him chocolates when you get home.
You are a hoot. Love the pink purse as a backround for your IV. You look like a perfectly well behaved patient! The question is what is the next step?
ReplyDeleteWho the heck is H Douglas? That was supposed to be me! your lovin' Aunt Heidi
ReplyDeleteI just completely love you so much! You have the best sense of humor of anyone!
ReplyDeleteI completely agree that you need a doom/gloom person and someone who will make fun of the whole thing. Then you feel loved and supported, but not hopeless.
I hope you're doing good now! Give us a full report on your current health, sand drooling! (I hope)
OMG! I had no idea! Are you back 100%? You definitely are still funny in your writing, but did you type the whole thing with one finger, or are you okay?
ReplyDeleteDude, coming from a nurse who worked in the ER in Detroit...we don't really notice. Seriously.
ReplyDeleteWe know that you're coming in sick so we know that you're not coming in looking (or smelling) like you're headed off to some red carpet event.
Just know that we've seen the worst of the worst...I mean like terrible, vomit in your mouth inducing worst of the worst...
a missed shower? Is nothing.
So glad that you're ok.
PS. For a dying person? You look glorious.
Hair on a prosthetic? How authentic! If all patients were you, I could probably go into healthcare, even if you stunk a little.
ReplyDeleteSlightly diappointed that the drooling pics didn't make the cut because those were fantastic, but I guess I can see where Andrew is coming from on the insensitive thing.
ReplyDeleteI loved your attitude through the whole thing. You're an inspiration!
Oh, and I didn't smell anything funky - not even once. :)
Where the hell have I been? Good lord, woman, sounds like you have had a helluva time, but I love that your sense of humor is still in tact. Hospitals are no fun, with or without pantyliner jokes. Your poor hubs.
ReplyDeleteDischarge plan: Pantyliners - LOVE IT. And the nipple hairs? Totally.
ReplyDeleteGlad you're back at this blog thingy... and still have an awesome sense of humor.
Sunshine! Hope you are on your way back to health!!!
ReplyDeleteLoved this post. They should give it out at the hospital.
I admire your effort to turn your bad fortune into help tips.
ReplyDeleteFeel better quick.
good lord, i have been amiss!I blame my nipple hairs. the nipple hairs of mine kept me offline! (feel better, pleaseandthankyou!)
ReplyDeleteI happen to have alot of nipple hairs. Post EKG would look pretty funny on me for awhile! Glad you are blogging again, and as always wish you the absolute best! Love you!
ReplyDeleteOh my!!! You've made this scary experience sound hilarious!!! :)
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you're back! And, I love your purse (that is your purse, right?) ;)
ReplyDeleteLove the discharge plan...I wish I was as witty as you are! You really do keep it real! Best part of this situation...I got to really bond with your sweet kids! Your family is amazing and I love you!
ReplyDeleteYou kill me. And you are so right. It's always in the middle of probing that you discover that unwanted chest hair, smells you didn't know your body could make, and every other embarrassing thing that could possibly go wrong.
ReplyDeleteLast time I had surgery, I peed all over the table. A nurse slipped and fell. I hope she's not on disability now. What a horrible story to tell your grandchildren. Sorry kids, I can't pick you up. I slipped and fell in some pee, and I can no longer walk.
ive been spending a liitle time with you blog this morning. i realized i had already read several of these but no comments from me. Remember when I was complaining about your blog hating me? That must have been why.,
ReplyDeletelove the new header.
i'm breadi ng if you cant tell.