Showing posts with label pre-transplant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pre-transplant. Show all posts

The "good enough" clinic

I'm a too little tired to give the most detailed account of today, partly due to the fact that my clinic went until 7 pm. I was at St. Mikes from 12:30 - 7 pm, so yes, a VERY long clinic!

The details . . .
I kind of got the impression today was going to be a long one when it took me 15 minutes to get an elevator... the first elevator car arrived packed full of people and a stretcher. The paramedic holding onto the railing of the stretcher gave me a sympathetic "sorry" and I tried not to look too disappointed as the doors teasingly closed again. A little peek-a-boo session of sorts. I waited a few more minutes and the second car came, this one only had two occupants, a man in a wheelchair and I assume his wife pushing him. "Get out the way please" the pushy woman announced, and I stepped back to let them pass, only to have the elevator  doors shut on my face and swiftly leave. Apparently being the broken girl with oxygen still doesn't qualify for someone to hold the door for you. "Motherfucker" I said out loud as I pressed the button again, with a little more force than necessary. The only satisfaction I got from this moment is when I heard the couple looking for their exit and I realized they were going the wrong way and got off on the wrong floor... too bad they pissed off their would-be tour guide. Anywho, after 15 minutes and running into an RT, who kindly gave me his extra poppy (random exchange, but I noted that I can't seem to find them anywhere), I finally made it to clinic. 

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SOS for the SOB

October 21, 2011
. . . part two continues after an extended delay, much like the second half of those two-parter made for TV movies that you never end up watching. I tried Cipro for two and a half weeks, but it seems that it lost it's magic. The only benefit? It cleared up my raunchy breath, and the city of Toronto celebrated this minor feat.

Back at TGH, I learned that apparently no one at exercise rehab actually coughs--or coughs very much. As a result of this, after a few days of making a scene with my lovely, constant hack, one of the therapists dropped heavy hints that I should toss my hopes that Cipro would work again and revisit St. Mikes. Not wanting to be a disobedient little listee, I complied. Within 48 hours I had a quick appointment, PICC line inserted, and Homecare set up just in time for Thanksgiving weekend. 

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Going Steady

May 14, 2011

Next week will bring me to two milestones: I will have been out of the hospital for a month and officially listed for a month!

I haven't really had much energy to blog since I've started my pre-transplant exercise program at Toronto General. I'm required to go to the hospital three times a week to condition my body for such a huge, dramatic, surgery and it's no walk in the park: 40 minutes of cardio (20 minutes on the bicycle and 20 minutes on the treadmill), weightlifting, and stretching. I actually enjoy the challenge most days--it's nice to firm up after sitting in a hospital bed for 8 weeks--but this week has been a little tougher for whatever reason, my lungs are just not having it... did I mention I require 1-2 hr naps after?

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