They’re putting me on this now, so I’ll feel no pain and breathe more deeply. Which I’ll need to prevent a slightly collapsed lung from turning into pneumonia. That’s on top of the pancreatitis.
All from an inconclusive diagnostic procedure.
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They’re putting me on this now, so I’ll feel no pain and breathe more deeply. Which I’ll need to prevent a slightly collapsed lung from turning into pneumonia. That’s on top of the pancreatitis.
All from an inconclusive diagnostic procedure.
Well, my experiment with staying off morphine didn’t pan out. An x-ray that required laying on my very tender belly this morning put me over the edge.
More reporting (and hopefully on matters other than health) when I feel like it. Pretty spaced out right now.
It’s 3:15 am. This is good news. I’ve mostly slept since the end of the Celtics-Lakers game, which I watched on the little TV suspended over my bed here at the hospital. I’m sitting up on the edge of the bed now, typing on the laptop without getting chills. That’s new.
I still have a lot of tummy pain, but I’ve managed to endure it without morphine or other pain killers. Various nurses and doctors keep telling me I don’t have to put up with pain, but I’d also rather not put up with the extreme wierdness that morphine brings to my body and my consciousness.
I never liked drugs, actually.
A friend called last night and said, “Dude, you’re hogging all the morphine!” It hurt to laugh, but it was great therapy.
I’m not hungry yet, but I do feel like I’m heading toward breaking through this thing. We’ll see.
Meanwhile, thanks to everybody for all your kind wishes. They help a lot. Now back to bed.