Hello dear reader(s)!
Within an hour it should be the 72 hours required to see if anything grew in the blood cultures. Nothing will. I’m not septic. I know it. It was an overreaction on their part. The sinusitis is real. The pneumonia is real. Everything else is paranoia.
They stopped the vancomycin, which isn’t surprising, since my MRSA screening came back clear. My C-diff screening came back clear too, which I knew would happen, because I wasn’t in the hospital long when they took it. You don’t come in with that. You get that at hospitals.
So the only antibiotic I’m on now is Levaquin, which is available orally. To me, this means there is no reason I need to be in this loud, germ-infested cesspool any longer.
The nodules on my lungs are up for debate. Most doctor’s believe that they are inflammation from the pneumonia. One, thinks it could be cancer. Most suggest I follow up with CT scans, but it has been suggested I get a biopsy. Nobody has suggested that to my face, but it is in someone’s notes apparently. I could do CT scans outpatient.
The Neupogen kicked in like it should have and my neutrophils are close to 1300. That is low-normal for most people, but absolutely beautiful for me. I don’t think they understand that my counts won’t be normal when I’m better.
I’m hitting 3500 most times on the spirometer. Not bad for a guy with pneumonia. I haven’t had to go on oxygen once. Basically, I am now at higher risk here than I would be at home. And more bored. Without my cats.
The doctors round fucking late here. So even if I can make my case for discharge, I likely won’t get to go until tomorrow. My assumption is they will try and fight it. They tried to fight my discharge to fly up to Seattle for my transplant which is the only thing that has made it possible for me to be here today. Their caution would have caused me to die here. As long as I can’t ever sue, I guess.
The nurses, as always are fantastic. Unless they are the type who don’t understand I know the drill, but so far, I’ve had people I am mostly already familiar with.
The doctors on the other hand, are so out of their league they really should be forced to give back their degrees.
If they are concerned about my lungs, why haven’t they thought about scheduling a bronchoscopy?
I wonder if my insurance is just really that good. Maybe they remember how long I was in last time and see me as a cash-cow. I think they got millions from my insurance company.
At any rate, I’m not exactly feeling better, this will take a while. But I am feeling like there is no reason to be here anymore. And that perhaps, there never was a reason.
How are all of you? Are you glad you’re home? Are you home? Can you smuggle in my cats?