The Art of Crashing and Burning

This is my first blog entry done exclusively on a tablet, so please, bare with me.

Yesterday morning, a few hours after doing Stand Stong 1, the muscle weakness returned with a vengeance. As I tried to get ready for my trip to Washington for dialysis, I fell and scared the hell out of poor Daisy... I fell on her kennel. After managing to get back up, I continued to gather my supplies (headphones, hat, blanket, etc.) When the worst happened.

My legs simply stopped working.

As I fell backward, my knee bent at an unnatural angle, and I landed on my back, hitting my head pretty hard on the floor. As I lay there, panicking,  I realized my phone was across the room, so I shouted for Alexa to call 911. Apparently,this is not a function Alexa has, so I asked her to call Marissa. When the call connected, I told my wife that I had fallen, could not get up, and asked her to call 911 for me. After she hung up, I managed to claw my way across the room to my phone then started scooting back towards the couch. Just as I reached it, my front door burst open. It was my wife. She'd left work when I called and beat the EMTS to our house. She then proceeded to pick me up off the floor and deposit me on the couch, much to my surprise. I had no idea my wife was that strong.

Anyway, the ambulance arrived shortly there after, and the EMTS loaded me onto a gurney and took me to St. Joseph West for dialysis and testing to figure out why I suddenly couldn't walk. My wife showed up at the hospital shortly after my blood was drawn. It turns out, my potassium levels were insanely high. Near lethal. I had been drinking these dietary suppliments, which had much more potassium in them than I thought, and being in end-stage renal failure, my body cannot process it on it's own.

So, basically I almost died because I was stupid.

So, they ran me through a dialysis session, a breathing treatment,and a few other procedures to get my potassium back to normal, which gave me back the use of my legs. I expected to be released when they return to normal, but it turn out that my INR was very low, so they wanted to keep me an extra night to get that under control... so much for DDPYoga tonight.

Other Hospital Nightmares: I ordered dinner at 5:30, just as Marissa and Tamera were leaving. Shortly after that,the dietary computers all crashed and my dinner disappeared into the ether.after raising a lot of hell with various nurses, I finally got food. Not what I ordered, but food.

At 10:30pm.

The only thing worse than hospital food is late, cold hospital food.

Other than that, the nurses have been very nice and attentive. Still, I'll be glad to go home tomorrow after my dialysis session. I miss my wife. I miss my kids. I miss my dog. I even miss my wife's stupid ass cats.