Had a very nice visit Saturday with Robin and Pat. Without warning the guy showed up with the wheelchair to whisk me off to dialysis. They were able to ride up with me in the freight elevator. Since there are no visitors allowed up there the door to the dialysis unit was as far as they could go. Thank you guys for coming all this way to visit.
After dinner I had another bunch show up; my Dinner Gang. For those not familiar with my dizzying social life this is a small group of friends who worked at California Pacific Medical Center together in the early 90's. We have been doing this for about 17 or 18 years (no one can remember exactly when) roughly once a month. Sometimes spouses/SO's are included but more often not. We had a nice long chat down the hall in the solarium with a great view of The City sparkling below.
Today started well with my favorite meal of the day, breakfast. I was standing at the sink when I started getting a flushed feeling in my head. The next thing I knew I was lying on the floor on my right side. After I realized what was going on I slowly sat up, then stood. Then the nursing assistant came in and I told him. Of course he went to find my nurse who subsequently called both of my docs. They checked me out, asked me some questions and the letters "ICU" were mumbled. I pleaded that I could stay over here, and so far it has not been pursued. I am basically OK except now my reputation is ruined and I am considered a "fall risk". Since I haven't pulled one of these in almost 2 years I am surprised and disappointed.
Right now I am listening to James Taylor on iTunes while composing this post. Cherie is very near the hospital and we will spend some quality time ignoring the Super Bowl. We do hope to catch a few commercials and the halftime show with The Who.
So it's all good (as Andy would say) and I hope to pass the rest of the day without incident.
Bob/Irv
After dinner I had another bunch show up; my Dinner Gang. For those not familiar with my dizzying social life this is a small group of friends who worked at California Pacific Medical Center together in the early 90's. We have been doing this for about 17 or 18 years (no one can remember exactly when) roughly once a month. Sometimes spouses/SO's are included but more often not. We had a nice long chat down the hall in the solarium with a great view of The City sparkling below.
Today started well with my favorite meal of the day, breakfast. I was standing at the sink when I started getting a flushed feeling in my head. The next thing I knew I was lying on the floor on my right side. After I realized what was going on I slowly sat up, then stood. Then the nursing assistant came in and I told him. Of course he went to find my nurse who subsequently called both of my docs. They checked me out, asked me some questions and the letters "ICU" were mumbled. I pleaded that I could stay over here, and so far it has not been pursued. I am basically OK except now my reputation is ruined and I am considered a "fall risk". Since I haven't pulled one of these in almost 2 years I am surprised and disappointed.
Right now I am listening to James Taylor on iTunes while composing this post. Cherie is very near the hospital and we will spend some quality time ignoring the Super Bowl. We do hope to catch a few commercials and the halftime show with The Who.
So it's all good (as Andy would say) and I hope to pass the rest of the day without incident.
Bob/Irv
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