I'm REALLY awake - An insomniac MMP

Up, had my oatmeal and waiting on mr ems bringing me coffee back when he gets back from Home Depot. Today we shoould get to the point where we have all the cabinet doors and the frames from the upper cabinets all refinished. And then we start on the lower ones. Then I need to get new hinges and door pulls. But I need coffee first. I am wondering if he got lost on the way…

Somebody said they miss my stories…

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Note to my usual suspect audience. This tale will wind up going to a larger crowd than usual for reasons soon apparent, but those others do not know of my recent back issues. Therefore, there will be more background than usual before getting to the nugget inside. Bear with me…

I’ve been having back issues that have had me sidelined from fire and rescue games since late September, namely 2 herniated disks in my lower back. I’m on the mend now, and attempted a partial shift this past weekend to see how well I was doing. That didn’t go so well, so I’ll be sidelined for a bit longer. This tale was a war story from earlier in the day, as told by of my partners who took that call.

It was Thanksgiving Friday, and I took the day off from the day job to fill out a 4 day weekend, and I heard the original page. The call was for a woman at the nursing home who was not feeling well. Actually, I was paged twice, because my fire station was also called for lifting assistance; the patient weighed 459 pounds. Obviously, I didn’t go because I can’t handle more than about 50 pounds at the moment myself, and I have to be very careful even doing that.

The radio traffic from the nursing home started out as routine, got a bit urgent, then the ambulance beat feet to the closest hospital. I was a bit perplexed, but I knew I’d get the story later that night. Did I ever…

Let us now pause for a little more background material. Everyone reading this, from any source I use, knows I had a gastric bypass about 6 years ago. I lost a metric buttload of weight, and I’ve kept most of it off since. There is a story that makes the round among the pre-ops of the proverbial friend of a friend who knew someone else that had the surgery, then blew up their stomach a month, a year, or even a decade later by eating too much. Being the logical skeptic that I am, I’ve always called bullshit when I heard it, with little effect on the propagation of the tale.

I cornered my surgeon one time about it. It took a lot of badgering to get him to admit there is a nugget of truth to the tales, but it’s mostly a useful lie. The human stomach is one of the three strongest muscles in the body, and someone that has successfully recovered from the procedure can’t rupture anything by gluttony. It can happen to a fresh post-op, however, and the useful part of the lie is in the telling so the fresh post-ops don’t try. Now, back to the tale.

Turns out our patient had gastric bleeding is a true foodaholic, and a WEEK out from a bypass procedure. A family member had smuggled her a plate of ribs.

I sort of freaked my two partners out by my strong reaction. “WHAT THE F*CK WAS SHE THINKING?!? She’s supposed to be on a liquid diet for anywhere from two to six weeks post op, and she’s eating RIBS? I hope she survives the peritonitis…” I have never hidden that I had the procedure, but I also don’t think the other two knew I had it done.

I remember my one screw up two days after I got home from the hospital. I was thirsty, and chugged a glass of icewater, having forgotten the rules about sips and small bites. I was in extreme discomfort for about 5 minutes, until the water drained out. I can’t imagine doing what she did by eating something solid.

I guess I owe my bad back a debt of gratitude. Had I not been sidelined, I probably would have taken the call. If I was there and heard about gastric bleeding by the patient blowing the post-op rules, I would probably be dismissed from the rescue squad for going berserk on a patient.

The yard is done. Till the rest of the leaves fall… I’m glad I checked the oil level on the mower and the mulcher - both were low. But now they’re good. I figure in about 2 weeks, I can do one more swing thru the yards and that will be that. Then we’ll get the mower someplace to be serviced - it’s been at least 3 years and it’s got almost 65 hours on the engine - it’s probably overdue. No, it’s definitely overdue.

**FCD **and daughter went to Congressional Aquarium and they’re coming home with fish. Along with doing the yard, I ran the vacuum in the main areas of the house - what a difference that made! And I folded the laundry that had accumulated downstairs - a mattress pad, a blanket, and 2 sets of sheets. Except for making supper, I think I’m done for the day. I’d say it’s a good time to knit…

I’m deheathanted, and a went and bought a mop at Target.

BBBobbio, interesting.

All I can say to Bobbio’s tale is: :eek:

I woke up way late - apparently I hit the point where enough sleeplessness had piled up that all I could do was sleep. Appropriate that it happened while we were still in this MMP. :smiley:

Anyroad: We’ve deheathenated, done more cleaning, gone to do some garden clean-up at church, and then done a bit of grocery shopping.

Now it’s time to get the heck outside to do garden clean-up at home.

Hugs.

GT

I just cooked up 5# of shrimp, only to learn that no one else is hungry. Too bad. I ate some, and the rest are in the fridge. I see a shrimp quiche in our future, and maybe some shrimp salad.

Gonna log off now and do some knitting till I can’t focus my eyes. It was a lovely 5-day weekend. I don’t wanna go back to work!!! :frowning:

I’m at the Bistro, watching hockey. I don’t want to go to work tomorrow, either.

Howdy Y’all! I’s at da cave. Acutally I’ve been here quite a while. I woke up this mornin’ with achy sinuses. I opted out of goin’ to church with mom and drove home. I took sinus meds and slept for a while. Since then I’ve done some laundry and sliced up some veggies for soup which I will make tomorrow.

Thus has been my day.

See Y’all in the new MMP!

Great. Comcast’s DNS server has horked up a hairball on the east coast. Reconfigure to use Google’s server and back on line. 8.8.8.8 and 8.8.4.4

I figured this was an appropriate MMP to follow the current one… :wink: