Positivity

Wow! That last post had parts that were kind of harsh. That is not the tone we need to set for this reportation - Apolgies to my long and loving spouse!

For those who do not know, on the advice of several friends and family members, I have taken on a couple of staff personnel to help in filling the quota needed to keep this blog going at full production levels and especially to help edit comments like the ones found in the previous post. The economy has been tough so I’ve had to hire some family members to keep them off of the unemployment roles. Due to this, quality control has missed it's mark and the foregoing post unfortunately made it through the censors.

Here’s the new staff - you may have already met. There is “Me,” my newest correspondent, completely green but possessing a great attitude. Then there is “Myself,” who is very headstrong but likes to keep things proper. The last is “I.” I have been the frontline reporter and editor-in-chief since at least November. I would have never let today’s earlier post slip through were it not over-saturation in the topic and over-dependence on the staff. No excuse for it! I’ll never reveal if it was Me or Myself who wrote the offensive remarks but, rest assured, someone has been punished and it wasn’t Me.

My new charges have not been completely trained and have missed the class on “What Husbands Do Not Say To Or About Wives.” What an unfortunate incident that these words were allowed to find their way to print before the editor had a chance to squash them in their tracks. It is a most regrettable circumstance that only the blogmaster can contain and will strive to achieve in the future. (Did he just say he will strive to attain regrettable circumstances?) Me, myself and I want nothing but the highest quality product to reach your probing eyes. Worry no more about it and read on.

Just after posting this morning Renee rose from the bed and took a walk. We found out then that the catheter hose was kinked and that is why the bag was dry. She sat in the chair until after lunch, which consisted of nothing but liquids but still was enough to nauseate not only Renee but also her roommate who just received a brand new used kidney. There is a lot of moaning and groaning going on the room and it’s got nothing to do with my lousy jokes.

Despite Renee’s earlier crusty nature she was in good spirits and held no animosity toward the nurses nor did they for her. I’ve got the feeling that the nurses are used to this kind of behavior from post-op patients. I have nothing but complete respect for all who have chosen nursing as a profession. They have earned their way into my admiration pile.

The surgeon’s assistant popped in just about noon and gave some glowing remarks when seeing Renee sitting up in a chair, never mind that she was falling asleep mid-sentence and mid-spoonful of her broth. The first of two urethra stents were removed bedside. There was a clear medical reason for their insertion during surgery but I couldn’t understand one word of it. Some doctors have no idea how to dumb down their medical speak. Renee’s oxygen tube was also removed a short time later as she was clocking a 97 on the O2 scale.

The surgeon did his rounds mid-afternoon and said all is going well. All of this activity wore Renee out and she crashed back into her bed and was only mildly coherent as the doctor increased her morphine button percentage based on patient pain reports.

So as of now, all is positive. Let’s keep those positive juices flowing!