All right you two, that's enough!
Last night I ate my first food in a week, and not some broth, jello, and Luigi's Lemon Ice. Grilled chicken breast, mashed potatoes, and green beans. Nothing super flavorful, but tangible. I was cautious anyway, and only ate a few bites of each. Doc said to have X-ray first thing in the morning (today) and I might go home. This morning I was taking X-rays at 6:30. I felt good, with no cramping or abdominal pains. Got back to the room and ordered breakfast. Pancakes, oatmeal, strawberries, and a milk. Pancakes sucked, so did the oatmeal. So I had a couple of berries and milk. I'm ready to go!
About 10:30a, my chunky nurse, with an odd attitude, comes into the room and tells me "I see your doctor has released you.", "Oh yeah?" I say, and she goes on to tell me she's going to start the paper work, and bee-bops out the door. I don't question her, I just want to go home, so I call wifey and tell her to cancel her manicure, and "Get me outta' here!".
About 11:30a wifey and I are packing, and waiting on doc's signature for release......but no doc. IV has been taken out, paperwork gone over, including has to wash your hands correctly.
Seriously? We are doomed as a people, because of something started 2000+ years ago (washing hands), that to this day....still can't do correctly. WTF, why can't we learn how to do this? Sounds like a question Monty Python should explore.
Anyway, everything's done and just waiting on the doc...and waiting....and waiting. Then BOOM! There she is! She starts by asking how I feel. Told I've felt better (being honest), and that abdomen is hurting a bit. "Well" she says, "I'm not releasing you today, sorry.". She didn't like the morning X-ray, and how it compared to previous days X-rays. She told us I have Ileus of the small intestine, which means my small intestine is asleep, it won't move....yet. So until it starts up, I'm not leaving. Also, my abdomen is really distended, bloated out like a large balloon. This is another concern for her. So, now to get me an IV put in and get settled in to my room again.
This sucked, but I understand, and admire my doctor for going against the popular choice and standing up saying "you're not well enough to go home, so I'm keeping you here.".
Thanks to all of you for the well wishes!
