The Hospital Chronicles Part II - Episode 2: "nuuhggh"

The title: an homage to Terry Schaivo's blog... http://durrrrr.blogspot.com/ It was fun while it lasted.

As I lay in the hospital the next morning - after the whole pooping thing with the lady in the room and all. Then the doctor came in, but it was Dr. Shoopinstein (I really can't remember his name, but it was weird like that) and he was the Dr. on call because it was a Saturday and I knew that Dr. K. would be busy making whoopee in the new boat that I bought him. Anyway, the nurse is there and he says that he is going to start me on the feeding tube today ("nuhh..."). Well, this was upsetting to me and I started crying. I hate that about myself. But it was one of those things where you are thinking - was this the right thing to do at this time? Am I going to get through this? How long will this go on? Etc.

So they started the tube and later that day I was given a private room. That was just fine with me. In fact, I think it was the best thing that ever happened to me (until later that week). So here I am in my own room, with my feeding tube and no food and no water - just the sponge on a stick. I grew to hate that sponge. It mocked me. But I did have the NG tube taken out which was a big improvement too.

Nothing else of consequence happened in particular that day and the rest of that night. I did have a male nurse tech named Steve who was very nice, but who I didn't let wipe my butt. I just wasn't ready for that kind of intimacy yet and I apologized to him.

UPDATE - with PHOTOS!

So here it is August already and even though I am still having difficulties eating solid food, I am feeling a little better. I have lost a total of 74 pounds so far so I had Anita take some photos and I thought I would give you a glimpse of the old me and the new me (so far).



Sorry about not smiling - I was in a hurry and explaining to Anita how to take the picture. I will try and get some better pictures in the future - when I'm even skinnier!