Mike found his rhythm today around noon, so a timely discharge is looking promising. By tomorrow he should be surfing down the halls on his bedside table and gyrating his hips to the beeps of the call lights! He was much more energized today, and talkative. A nice mid-day visit from Dan and Elaine McMahon was quite beneficial and warmed him up for an afternoon of one-liners. Some of these included "are these guys trying to impersonate a chef!!!!" and "put on all the God*@#$ Mrs.Dash!!". He also has made vague threats about wanting to leave, including "give me my damn phone so I can call the divorce attorney!!". So, all in all he is feeling much better today.
We had an apple pie and opened presents for Timothy's birthday (and sang to him, however it was toned down as to not throw his neighbor into Afib). He is contently laid out in his bed tonight, watching the redwings game, huffing on the next best thing to a cigar.....his incentive spirometer. Thanks for the jokes and funny comments, he loves hearing them....so keep it coming.
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Mmmmmm This cigar is tasty. Hey mike ask the nurses if they make that spirometer with an Ashton label on it.
ReplyDeleteMan, that's what happens when you don't check a blog for a day! Fibbin' is not a good thing Nolan but things could be worse. Hope you feel pretty good, sounds like it. Hey Tim, happy birthday, dude! Mine is Monday and we are "partying" hard here in Grand Rapids with the great weather, yeah. Nothing like escaping the winter weather... into the maw of the storm, yuk. Anyway, we'll try to head home today, rescue the pups who are probably having more fun without us. We have been thinking of you a lot and talking about you a lot but mostly about how cranky you must be getting. Remember Mike, I have been through this with DKT so I empathize greatly with Kathy so cut the crap, get better and help her to feel better! We love you all and have sent many prayers your way. And, your friends want you home. Are you checking on the shop enough? Sounds like things are brewing!!! Gotta run, hugs to all from the Taylors.
ReplyDeleteHi all. We're keeping our fingers crossed for you. In Kathy's case, we don't know if that means were hoping you get to leave or hoping that you have to stay for a while: not sure she should be saddled with exclusive care of a curmudgeon so soon. Happy birthday, Timbo. I'm sure having you and Pat and your squeezes around means the world to the grouchy old man. Well, take care guys, and if you have to stay another day, Mike, don't get down: its like winning second prize to WC Fields: an extra day in Cleveland. Anyway, if you look out the window, you aren't missing that much right now. Love, George and Sal
ReplyDeleteHey Bud, I know exactly what you are going through. Many people considered this place a kind of hospital; the guys from Scotland call it the Betty Ford. Every morning when I wake up over here, I wish I were home. But no can do, so another bowl of oatmeal and day wondering the halls is in store. Glad to hear you’re on the mend. Kevin
ReplyDeleteOde to Nolan
ReplyDeleteConfined to a bed with a tube on his peter
This Irish had smoked and drank stout by the liter.
So he tried getting stoned;
But, gasping, he moaned:
"It's not the same sucking face with a spirometer."
W.B. Haley
I started laughing when Mike wanted coffee because I thought of the time in New Zealand when Mike was in charge of making the coffee, worst coffee ever, and when he went to make a new pot realized that the coffee grounds were no longer there... strange NZ coffee... (It was instant coffee that he put through the coffee maker). Funny thing was that he did it twice :) Lots of Love, Nicole Ahnen
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