Jojo got a good report.
For the life of me I can’t remember what they said.
It might come back to me.
I’ve been confused since I slept alittle after my dinner.
I told the nurse. Don’t worry she’s on the job.
She’s kinda driving me crazy.
I think a doctor came here.
Knock knock.
Who’s there?
Anita.
Anita who?
Anita something to eat.
Knock knock.
Who’s there?
Arn.
Arn who?
Arn’cha glad I don’t make up any more knock knock jokes?
Knock knock.
Who’s there?
Deja.
Deja who?
Knock knock.
Sounds like you might have had another seizure unfortunately. That can leave you very confused and with memory problems afterwards. I’m sorry things are so tough. Glad that Jojo is doing better. Lots of hugs.
When I was a kid it was “Arnj,” because that worked better here in the Southwest.
And here I thought I made that one up!
Finally got a text on Jojo. He sailed thru surgery once more his neck incision opened up so they decided to get in there once more. The tech said he looked real good. The doctor put more antibiotic pellets in there and stapled him up. They have hope those will stay in. His skin is kinda weak there.
But, tentativly he’s doing much better.
She let him go around to look and water all the animals. She said he loved a big ol’ rabbit. Got in his cage and tried to nurse on her. Seems the rabbit didn’t like it too much. And boxed him. Jojo hissed at it.
Seems Jojo doesn’t like the Easter bunny.
He just kills me.
I figure this is all good news.
B.
Very good news, indeed!
Poor little dude.
Jojo-
Jojo took a header. He slipped out when a lady came in with her puppy.
She told the receptionist and Jenny, the tech heard. She ran out the door.
Jojo was on the hot sidewalk rolling around.
She said he was enjoying it so much she couldn’t refuse him. She just watched him for awhile. Before grabbing him up.
He is banned from the waiting room, now.
I thought he’d got hurt when he someone didn’t land on his feet - I think you maybe looking for “took a runner”.
Oh yeah. I always confuse that.
I think ‘header’ meaning put your head down and run blindly.
But you’re so right.
My scans still look good.
I had dialysis here in the hospital today.
They rushed me thru and I got the crampy-cramps.
But I’m ok now.
No more pain pump.
That makes me think I’ll go back to rehab soon. I hope!!
Phew! This thread is a roller-coaster!
You oughta live it!
Beck, my sister–the Louisiana one–is visiting me. I told her all about Clarence, Bayliss, and Jojo, and she marveled over all of them. You have another fan. Oh, and she loves Arkansas and has spent many happy times there. You’d like her: she’s sunny and sweet and endlessly patient. (She taught special ed for years.)
All these knock-knock jokes remind me of when my kids were little and went through a phase of making them up:
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Ravioli.
Ravioli who?
Ravioli on a bicycle. [hysterical laughter]
My fake laugh got pretty good with all that practice.
Yay for the continuing good news on Jojo. I think you should imitate him and get healthy so you can charm everyone around you and bite those who need it.
Kudos on helping the homeless guy. Your karma should stack up to the moon by now.
Omg. I’m in the rehab place in this hospital.
My legs are weak. I told them I need to walk. They don’t like me to say that.
So, in rehab they put me on this bed thingy. Adjusting until they got my hips on a level with my knees.
First off, that hurts!!
Whining didn’t help. At. All.
My legs were strapped in some kinda medieval torture device.
I was kinda worried, I tell you what.
A big belt thingy came from under the bed(I asked at this point: was it sanitized. They gave me a look)
I was basically immobile now.
The therapist “Goofy Gus” was trying to entertain me while he hooked me up. I’m fixin’ to die. I just know it.
Another person comes in and checks my torture device and says " Don’t kill her just hurt her." That’s a lie. She said: " She’s ready to go"
So here I go. I hope death becomes me. I want a pretty corpse. It’s my dying wish.
So the machine starts pulling my leg and popping it back.
It rattled my teeth, evertime.
Does this process seem like it would be a good idea? I think not.
All I need to do is walk. I can have a hand rail at first. And slowly improve.
OH NO! They just have a need to torture me.
Wonder what next time will be like?
Tell your sister hey from me.
The…comfy chair!
