January 22, 2010

GOC's Amazing Odyssey Part 2

Let's see. Where was I? I remember. I was at St. Mary's Hospital in Grand Junction. I had just retired for the night. I said earlier, that the EMT's had done a good job sticking me for my IV. I was partly right. They had stuck me (on the first try. I have good veins and am an easy stick) but at a funny angle. If I didn't keep my arm straight, I would restrict the flow and the IV pump would sound an alarm which would awaken me. Since I didn't know how to reset the alarm, I would have to hit the nurse call button and the nurse or the tech would have to come in and reset the alarm and tell me to keep my arm straight.

Obviously, I was not the only person to have this problem. Alarms were going off all over the floor. So it wasn't just my alarm keeping me awake it was all the other stupid patients who couldn't keep their arms straight either. It would have been kinda nice if there would have been some harmony involved, but it was a cacophony of beeps.

A few other things had changed since the last time I was hospitalized 21 years ago when I had my accident that turned me into a crip. Now, the techs identified themselves as techs. They used to say that they would be my nurse, but I could tell who the real nurse was. She was the one who gave me my meds.

I don't know what kind of neuro problem the woman in the next room had, but she sure had some respiratory problems. Jesus H. Christ! There were times that I thought she was gonna cough one of her lungs out through her mouth. Gah! It made me sick just to listen to her hack away. Between the hacks she moaned. Give that woman some good drugs!

Had another CT scan after I woke up. I was gonna have a lot of them over the next few days.

In the morning, Scottish Tom drove down to visit me. He also brought my shaving kit and some clothes to wear when I got discharged. He brought his lady friend with him. She was hobbling along on a cane. She had gotten injured in a para-sail crash. Yeah. Besides skiing, Tom does para-sailing. He also has a pilot's license.

I was glad that Tom brought my shaving kit 'cause my glasses were in it. I had taken my contacts out before going to bed and put them in specimen jars. One of the nurses asked my why I didn't put them back in. Was she nuts? I learned 21 years ago not to wear contacts in the hospital. I hate hospitals because there are sick people there. There are also lots of nasty germs. 21 years ago at Shepherd Center, I got pinkeye.

So far, I survived Saturday night and all day Sunday in the hospital. I was feeling much better. Good drugs. I didn't have much of an appetite but overall I was doing OK.

Posted by denny at January 22, 2010 03:15 PM  

Hospitals are nasty when it comes to germs. Same for most doctors offices. Sounds all in all like a typical hospital stay, they wake youo every half hour to see if you were asleep.
Heal up and take it easy, your fans are loyal. BTW, did you hear Walmart is introducing a line of wine?

Posted by: Jeremy on January 22, 2010 04:03 PM

Glad Ryan didn't tell us the story, 'cause as he said, it provides blog fodder for you. Not sure which is worse, bang on the head or the germy hospital. Nice that you survived both.

Posted by: inbredredneck on January 22, 2010 04:29 PM

Glad to see you are returning to form.. Take care and get well soon.
You were missed.

Posted by: RRIDE on January 22, 2010 04:36 PM

Having worked in an NICU (that's neonatal intensive care - with the premie babies for those not into hospital jargon), I could never work longer than an 8 hour shift because the beeping would drive me right up the wall. It was a great job all in all, but the beeping...

I hate hospitals and try to never spend more time in them than I need to as a patient. I'm glad your brain wasn't so scrambled that you forgot and put the contact lenses back in.

Besides - why the hell would they want you to have contacts in when you have a brain injury!!!! That's insane. If you have to be rushed to surgery and the contacts are still in, your eyes would be in big trouble. Geeze - don't they teach nurses anything now days???

I'm glad you're doing okay. I hope the after effects have been minimal. I've known a few people with head injuries and it's never simple to recover.

Take care.

Posted by: Teresa of Technicalities on January 22, 2010 05:36 PM

Welcome back Denny. I went to the hospital for the first time this year after breaking my leg skiing, which led to a blood clot, which led to pulmonary embolism, which led to pneumonia which required 4 days in the hospital, 6 weeks on crutches and 6 months on blood thinners. Not trying to steal your thunder, just being sympathetic to your bad luck. A hospital is the worst place in the world to get any sleep. Even with sleeping pills I couldn't do it. Ugh. Going skiing again in a month. Hope you get back out there again too.

Posted by: Schmidty on January 22, 2010 06:04 PM

Good grief. I turn my back for 5 minutes and you crack yourself in the grape. Seriously, I've been reading you for a long time and feel like I know you well. My best wishes to you in your recovery. Get well soon and smack a nurse on the bottom the next time you get checked out.

Best Regards,


Posted by: Merrick Van on January 22, 2010 07:45 PM

Glad to hear you're returning to your cranky bad self. You had me worried there for half a minute...

Seriously... glad to hear you're recuperating well.


Posted by: Omnibus Driver on January 22, 2010 09:18 PM

Yeah, a hospital is a helluva place to be sick. I've always been amused by the socialized medicine types who gripe that American hospitals "push people out the door." I'd call that prudent healthcare, unless your idea of a good time is a nice, drug-resistant nosocomial infection.
Good to have you back.

Posted by: Toren on January 22, 2010 09:23 PM

Yes! You're recuperating well. You haven't lost the ironical, humourous, descriptive touch. It's great to read you. Welcome back!

Posted by: Claudia on January 22, 2010 09:47 PM

Welcome Back!

Posted by: John on January 22, 2010 10:03 PM

I've missed you, my friend. Take it easy, recover quickly and get back to posting ASAP. The world is quickly going to hell in a handbasket and I need you to put into perspective for me. Best wishes!

Posted by: Jane Austen on January 22, 2010 10:27 PM

The new Dennis Wilson, now even more grouchy and cripplier!

Posted by: ssg gaskin on January 22, 2010 11:21 PM

Rock on Denny! Glad to hear you're doing better man.

Posted by: CharlieDelta on January 23, 2010 01:40 AM

Give them hell squid. You are one tough bastard! Did you hear? Obamacare died. We got a one-year lame duck joke in the White House. Oh, and haha and sally have deep rooted esteem issues.


And don't forget what Ray Ragsdale from Hiram has to say:


I guess Coakley missed that song. I wonder if she figured out who Curt Schilling is yet? Disrespect the bloody sock and pick ups at your own peril bitch.

Vis Per Mare and hooyah

Posted by: vetfromhell on January 23, 2010 04:47 AM

Hey Denny,

How's about gettin some nurse BOOBIE pics?

You must have a built in cam on your laptop.

Posted by: Toejam on January 23, 2010 05:07 AM

I agree with Toejam. Nothing like some amateur boobage.

Posted by: Rayvet on January 23, 2010 05:52 AM

Thanks for the updates. Get better soon! We need all the humor & witt we can get during this economic "recovery". Hope your recovey is not being reported by some left wing nut and is real! Blessings to you!

Posted by: tzer on January 23, 2010 08:15 AM

Phew, close call. So far it doesn't look like the head banger softened your brain (as in, mental disorder).

So what are you going to do for your next trick, try to dive to 1000 feet in Bonaire?

Really glad you're back and getting better.

If you have headaches from the brain bruise and drink a really of wine, does the hangover headache cancel out the brain bruise headache? Just curious.

Feel better.

Posted by: Willie on January 23, 2010 09:44 AM

Glad you stayed intact --- Happy New Year and best wishes for gettin' back into blogging form.

Posted by: Doug Ross on January 23, 2010 10:00 AM

Glad you are healing! I was stuck on a Montana mountainside thirty years ago while firefighting. Boulders would come crashing downhill every so often, and trees were falling around us all night; it was memorable. A few years ago I was stuck in the local hospital overnight, and my roommate was a shitter. Put me back on the mountain anytime rather than stick me in a hospital. Get well soon!

Posted by: True Blue Sam on January 23, 2010 10:28 AM

Oł est la booby, monsieur?

Posted by: thefritzer on January 23, 2010 10:55 AM

It's a proven fact that men who stare at boobies live longer and are healthier.

So, yannow, get better the natural way!

Glad to see you all grouchy 'n shit. Wouldn't have it any other way.

Posted by: Joan of Argghh! on January 23, 2010 09:54 PM

Welcome back sir.

Nurse boobage? The way they dress, I doubt that's even possible.

Posted by: red collar on January 24, 2010 06:40 PM

Hey, thanks for not dying. Been a rough couple of years. After Acidman, I don't think limbo could hold both of you.


Posted by: Bill McNutt on January 25, 2010 12:34 AM
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