Monday, June 30, 2014

Brain Bleed

They thought I was having a brain bleed. I mean hospital staff. Actually, I was just taking a nap. There are times when trying to wake me up is an exercise in futility. I don’t know why. Stroke side effect? Med side effect? Chris tried to explain my bizarre behavior over the phone, but no luck. I was awakened by a needle in my left arm hitting a nerve. Good news, Chris. I finally found a way for you to awaken me…never mind. My arms were being outstretched as if I were a bird getting its wingspan measured. The man on my right ran and chased down the doctor—one of the nice ones, by the way. I narrowly avoided getting a scan of my head. I have been in the hospital far too often. I know this because staff are starting to recognize me. Long story short, don’t fall asleep in the hospital. The phlebotomists came in around 5 a.m. When I was living in the nursing home, they called them “vampires." I am a very difficult stick, meaning my veins are tiny. I got to go home that day, no thanks to me. I fell asleep again. Medical professionals want you to sleep unless you are in the hospital. Too deeply, anyway.


anakinsnana said...

LOL!!!!! You have to write a book girl, you have way to much talent not to! I have witnessed those deep sleeps first hand. Once you're out, you're out. I can't imagine how much that needle must have hurt to wake you up! I pray you stay healthy so you don't have to go through that again anytime soon. I love you dil!

Debora said...

Funny! Would be comical on screen, too!