Best wishes from another Doper who enjoys your posts.
Brynda ( and many others ) has the right of it. Bludgeoning yourself at time like this over past regrets, easy though it may be, might not be the best course. If you really feel you need to confront some demons, try to put them aside for now if you feel you can and concentrate your strength on fighting for yourself and your family. Ideally past transgressions are a worry for another day.
My best to you and I hope everything works out.
So it’s been a day of poking and prodding and bleeding and x-rays. They’re going to keep me here at least another night. I do not feel in any way well, strong, or happy, but nor does Thanatos seem to be sitting in the corner sharpening his scythe, like this morning.
Wife and work wife and little sister all here, though technically out of the room just now. Kids are with work wife’s girlfriend. Hoping to persuade wife to go home and sleep in her own bed but she will probably ignore me.
Tired. Legs very shaky.
Thanks to all here for support and counsel.
Got shot to help me sleep a while ago. Out of juice. Ciao.
Keep on Keeping on !
Damn, have something in my eye.
Glad to hear things have moved in the better direction. Be well, Skald. Without you, this place would be a little more normal and we just can’t have that.
Skald, my thoughts are with you. I hope you are feeling better soon.
I always called that “trapped in the realm of Further Testing”. It’s a strange world that makes little sense and sometimes has sequels we didn’t plan on. As long as someone doing one of the tests doesn’t suddenly say “ooops” or “shit” consider yourself on the plus side.
(I once had to have a chemical stress test in the ER. After explaining just how bad it would feel and all, the doc and her team got the machine and needles ready and counted down “Three, two, one ------- shit!”. This elephant came and sat on my chest and I felt - critical is the best word - for several seconds before the elephant got up and ran away. The doctor then said someone had forgotten to set or reset something on the machine and would I mind terribly if they tried again? Yeah - why the Hell not. If nothing else it will give me a good story ---- assuming I survive.)
Continued good vibes your way. And still, just in case, I’ll keep my clips loaded for bear. That ought to handle a bunch of Smurfs as a time. 
Best wishes to you for a speedy recovery, Skald!
It’s something like this I wanted to say.
Keep on talking to us. That’s what we are here for.
This is a special weekend, Easter. Many years ago my dad had his first heart attack the night before Easter. He nearly died the next day too, but was comforted by the meaning of the day.
I’ll pray for you, your family and your continued health, I really will.
And we need someone like you to lighten this place up, with Tales of the Continua Buggy. Do whatever the doctors tell you to.
I’m a little late to the party. But I add my voice to the others wishing you better days ahead, and I mean A LOT of them.
This. What’s a Skald thread without cake of some sort?
Keep getting better, Skald. That’s an order.
Unless you’re already better…in which case it’s a gentle suggestion. No need for Evil!Skald to retaliate!
Blessings of Athena the Great and Mighty upon you, and may you live to do her honor and bring glory to her name!
Seriously tho - it’s good to hear you’re feeling better. The woods are dark and deep, and the paths are twisty, but there are always paths, and no one is alone.
Wishing you hope and stamina.
Skald, I hope you find the help you need at the hospital and beyond. These kind of events are really scary. I know you don’t know me, but I’ve greatly admired your creativity for years and always wondered how you must put that to good use in your life. I’m sure you will do so when you get over this hump. Sending you some virtual flowers and some palacinkeif I knew how to get them to you.
Get some good rest.
You have good enough reception to post? Shit, at my wife’s hospital I get zero bars. Nada. Zilch. Like they are jamming it.
Get well soon, Boss.
Hang tough.
Sometimes all you can do is endure.
Tell them white coats, “I need to be twins to get the full experience of the pain I have.”
Less pain last night and today thus far. BP still too high. More tests. No appetite. Wife went home to shower. Irrationally mad at her for that.
Lots of nightmares. I dreamt I was riding in the car with my wife driving and the babies in back to my brother’s funeral when we got sideswiped, and the guy who hit us got out of his car and came to ours and waved a gun and took the babies. My wife was unconscious and I couldn’t move to save them but I knew it was because I was a coward. Then i dreamed my father had died and I was arguing with my sister over how to sell his belongings at a yard sell. Then we were at dad’s funeral, at which mother was present though she’s been dead since 2006, and this little kid kept the running around making a mess but no one but my cared.
Sorry if I’m being self-indulgent or self-pitying. I feel hopeless. Know I shouldn’t. I’m in a hospital with family and doctors and friends but it hardly seems to matter.
Keep your chin up, Skald! Lots of people here pulling for you. PM me if I may help more directly.
Dang, I hope you recover swiftly and feel better soon. Good luck. No prayers as not me, but best wishes and thoughts I guess.
Sending you virtual hugs.
Hospitals are never a fun place to be, especially when you hurt and you don’t know what’s going on.
I have in specified severe ABS. Which mostly means I watch what I eat and occasionally means I end up in the hospital with symptoms that map to appendicitis, but turn out not to be. All of which is a long winded way of saying feel free to pm me about gut stuff or just to vent. If there’s a test, I’ve probably had it.
Ask for help when you need it. Report symptoms even if they don’t ask. Your toe is hurting but they’ve been asking your gut, sing out. My two cents for the advice jar.
Hugs from another Doper who’s been alone in the dark.