After CAT-Scan and X-ray's and other tests the doc told me the following : Mr Donahue, you have a hole in your left eardrum (which would explain my lack of balance the last three days), you are dehydrated, you have a concussion , you are exhausted, your blood pressure is higher than normal and you have a case of severe bronchitis (which would explain why I have no voice). You need to rest.
Categories: Instant Tragedy Tags: ER, Hospital, Love
Categories: What's on my mind Tags: Hospital, Inspiration, Work
I have one site that is not healing and is bleeding.
So, we are going to steri-strip , cover it and if it starts to bleed again, head to the doctor.
“This could be a post-op hematoma so check in with us in the morning” – Nurse.
Back to writing the Sands of Life.
Categories: Instant Tragedy, Life Tags: Hospital, Surgery
One of my childhood heroes was Mark Holtz. When I moved down to Texas, one of the many times I did, I was amazed by listening to the both the Mavericks and the Rangers with legend. He opened every Ranger baseball broadcast with “It’s Baseball time in TEXAS!”
I’d used to be taken on a path of amazement as he made the stRangers teams in the 80′s interesting to watch.
But recently I’ve noticed the total indifference about an award that I thought Mark should win. The Ford Frick award in broadcasting. Now some writers have made efforts in the past, Ex 1. , Ex 2. to have a Texas Ranger broadcasting legend be put into the Baseball Hall of Fame.
Now before you nay sayers begin, they have members of the Montreal Expos Broadcasters in the HoF!
Why not Mark?
Hello Win Column is still placed on the scoreboard at the end of every Texas Ranger victory.
Why Not Mark?
Please Texas Rangers, do something right, support Mark Holtz in 2009.
Sincerly,
Texas Ranger Fan in Denial.
I saw the doc and he painfully removed the 54 staples and replaced them with steri-strips. So we are closer to full recovery.
and finally…
Categories: Instant Sean, People I admire Tags: Hospital, Inspiration, Instant Happiness, Life
the doc still wants to remove the growths.
Ok, I’m going to say it only once. I have lipomas in me. Its how I carry my fat. Ten years ago I had one removed and it was found to be benign. Before Christmas I had a massage because of the stress of the holidays and work. I had an unsually large amount of stress in my back. When the therapist was relieving the stress in my back she noticed a twinkee sized lipoma on my left size near my ribs subcutaneously.
“You should have that checked out,” she told me.
So I did, first thing when I returned from vacation was go to the doctor, and he examined me.
“Didn’t we have one of these removed?” the doc asked me as he checked my records.
“Yes, ten years ago,” I said not really worried cause he said then not to worry about them.
“Well, I used to not be worried about these lipomas, but last year I saw a woman who had lipomas just like you. We had them removed because they were causing her pain and one of them was cancerous. I learned from her to take these seriously because she died after a 6 month painful battle. I want to send you have a surgical consultation,” that was said to me as he prescribed the usualy antibiotics for my sinus infection.
I haven’t been sleeping well since that pronouncement.
Yesterday I went to go see the surgeon. And he was amazed by the number of these lipomas I have. BUT he wasn’t concerned about the stomach or the back. He was more concerned about a mass of these lipomas on my upper right arm. He addressed a umbilical hernia that I had and said that all could be fixed in an outpatient treatment.
“We should schedule it this week,” he said.
There was no option, no delay.
But after examining me he wanted me to have my gall bladder checked. So this morning I went had blood work done, as well as an ekg. Nothing funnier to a radiologist tech than asking “Mamm, is my baby going to make it?” while she is looking at the screen.
She tried not to laugh but failed.
After research and the great consultation by Doc Chako, I have nothing to worry about. They are nothing, I have nothing to worry about and I will be back at work on Monday.
Mom and Dad are coming up to make sure I am ok after the surgery and also to probably throw stuff away in my house.
If Doc Chako isn’t worried, then I’m not worried.
I just didn’t want to tell everything until I knew more than what I did the last couple of days. And Marshall, I’m still expecting my money.
Categories: Hate is bad, Instant Sean, Life, SYCMU Tags: Doc Chako, Hospital
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