i can hold my breathe till it runs out.

i am that fat one riding down the halls of the hospital on my way to get a imaging and measuring test on my heart and a couple of arterices that are nearby.
when i got to the exam room, i was ask to move my self up onto the procedure bed.  and then i needed to move up towards the head of the bed and i got heavy and all my clothes were acting like velcro on the bed.  the tech suggested io push up with my feet and i did that.
and i squashed my lung in between my swollen belly and my ass and legs. 
uh oh, stuck.  and i kept being stuck for a minute and now everything hurts and i am moving like bad glue.
soft grey light.
then!  i am blasted in the face with a bigeyed and very loud tech calling me by my name and telling me to open my eyes and breathe.  i looked
around and saw a herd of techs, helping my tech along.

potassium does not like to be messed with.  that crap comes in iv bags.  it’s dragon piss.  i should not be messed with.  i’m being silly.
 
it actually scared the crap out of me.  the docs pulled off a whole lot of fluid from my body.  and they are still working on that potassium issue.  i have been refered to a pain clinic.  and i am going back for talk therapy next week.  if i let poor keith live that long.  he has turned into my chiding mother nag. 
oh.  i am depressed a bit as well.  depressed with a cpap machine that makes me wake up in panic.  that is supposed to change.  i wish it would just do it.
 
my grandson max, is taking his sweet time getting things done and he’s got his mom and her doc wringing their hands and watching to see what max is going to do.  he’s hanging around with his wrong end pointed towards out.  he only has another 5 or 6 weeks to fix it.

thank you all for your caring and you prayers and good wishes.  it’s good for me to know i mean something to others. 

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BJ.
January 28, 2013

Thanks for your note about my kids. I thought they were Ok but that isn’t as good as knowing they are Ok. Wow that was a close call getting your lung so that it didn’t work. I’m glad they were paying attention. Of course you mean a lot to a whole bunch of us and we love you! You take care and no more close calls.

January 28, 2013

I hope they figure out the issue and get it level again. You’re always on my mind.

January 28, 2013

Hi Jule, nice to hear from you. Sting is the singer, the film is ‘Dune’ and the worms are the source of the spice, I’m with Keith on this film, I’m left alone to watch my films!! I hope your feeling better after you time in hospital.

January 29, 2013

Be well.

I hate that you are feeling crappy. We are thinking of renting a house at Surfside over the Good Friday holiday and if we do I going to try to come see you.

January 29, 2013

Yikes! I am so sorry. I was praying for you! Hope Max will quit his teasing and flop on over.

I’m so sorry you’re going through all this. I wish I could take it away from you. Hugs.

We love you Julie. You have my prayers. And my heart.

January 29, 2013

I’ve been wondering how you were doing! Hope they get this figured out soon and you back on the road to recovery!

January 30, 2013

Be well, old friend.

BJ.
February 2, 2013

I just saw on a diary that you were in the hospital in the middle of January. You need to let us all know. I had no idea. You behave and take care of yourself so we can see pics of that new grand baby. I hope you are better now. Hugs,