Let's analyze this last couple of days.
- I had 8 seizures. I went to the hospital and was seen by a P.A. who put me into the ICU.
- Everybody in the unit was nice and friendly to me. They were probably wondering what the hell I was doing there. I know I wasn't. As a matter of fact, even though I was working physically the command module was still circling the moon.
- I do remember seeing a 21 year old mom staring back into my nearly vacant head with huge owl eyes. Seeing that is almost as bad as pushing my head down the toilet 8 times. I'm told that my chilluns came by but I have no memory of that even though I had somewhat of a conversation.
- My first solid memory is a Code Blue across the room. A swarm of ICUites descended on the poor SOB. I rolled over and went back to sleep.
- Something else different: I had no fluids running. Usually I have Sodium Sol running. They put a header (or whatever it's called) in my forearm.
- The next morning, when it was decided to move me up to the 4th floor, I was parked next to the Nurses station waiting for a pusher. During this wait a pair of people walked in the front door and were greeted with “Hi. I'm the hospital Chaplain and I'm afraid he didn't make it.” What a sucky job. And to think God gave it to him.
- Upon arrival on the fourth floor I was attacked by a breakfast creature. This egg was obviously cooked in radiology and after coming to life, crawled to my room with the leash intended to control it still attached. I apologize to Godzilla for eating his grandchild.
- I wasted the next few hours wandering in and out of consciousness. The nurse said I could go home as soon as the podiatrist saw me. From that I assumed I had 4 seizures per foot and gladly accepted the possibility. After all, I'm not a professional.
- Foot man arrives around 8pm. He pulls the stitches from my stump and continued with some minor debriding on the other foot. “I missed that!”
- My foot was bandaged and I was allowed to leave. Stumpy started some minor drainage into the bandage and scared the crap out of mom.
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