I think I know what a pin cushion feels like! This week I have been poked and prodded and stuck so much that I feel like a pin cushion. The poor nurse that was to start my I-v could not find a good vein on my right arm. She poked a couple of times and was not able to locate a good vein so she went to the left arm and in the process found a bleeder that almost knocked me out just from the sight of the blood. I think I know now why I never went into medical school, the sight of blood makes me faint. Today I go in for a Procrit shot to help boost my red blood count.
Today I woke up from another great night sleep. It has been so long since I have slept so much. Yesterday I woke around 7:30 a.m. and felt refreshed, but as the day wore on, I got really tired and just moped around. I told Mary that I wanted to go for a walk and she insisted that I needed to rest, being the good nurse that she is, I obeyed her and stayed home.
A good friend of mine, who has since passed away, John Ricks, carved a walking stick for me when we worked together at Indian Hills Middle. Mary has asked me to use it to help support me while I am walking. I have included a picture of the walking stick for you to see. I really like it. I think I will take her up on it, though it feels like I am carrying some extra weight, I will take it along.
I appreciate all the well wishes that I have received from you. Keep up the jokes, and thoughts and prayers.
Para mis amigos de habla español:
Otra noche en la que dormí bien suave. Hace mucho tiempo que no dormía tanto, no sé si sea por la enfermedad o la preocupación de que tenía que pasar por la experiencia del quirófano. En cualquier caso, las dos noches pasadas he descansado como lo hacía hace años. Que bendición es poder dormir cuando uno lo necesita.
Me siento como colchoncito de alfileres, pues me han picoteado todos los brazos. Y hoy me vuelven a inyectar para reducir la anemia que tengo. Mary me va a llevar con la enfermera que me da las inyecciones, no quiere que ande solo. Me cuida muy bien, hasta me tiene mimado. Es la mejor enfermera que uno puede tener.
Gracias por sus chistes, pensamientos y oraciones. Mi hermana Chacha, me mando una lista de chistes que me tenia adolorido de tanto que me reí. Pero dicen que la risa es buena para uno que esta convaleciendo. También los chistes que me mando la prima Yaya me han animado bastante. Gracias.
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