The Hospital Stay

Hello Everyone, Greeting from the Mayoral Staff of Poverty Hill, (Judi and TW). Well the past few weeks have been, howz the best way to put it, "Eventful". I've been poked, prodded, wired, drilled, cut, beat, slammed, snatched, tested, sucked, and a lot of other thangs that I dare not mention. It's been a helluva month for us. Miss Judi took me and checked me into one of those hospitals and they put me in something they call an ICU. Ya know there wuz a bunch of sick people in there and I really didn't feel like I belonged there. Anyway my Doc drilled a hole in my neck and put a wierd looking contraption in that he called a Swan Ganz so that he could keep a check on the pressures between my heart and lungs. Let me tell you somethin, that hurt like crazy, felt like he was jerking my neck clean out but I guess I've had worse. Anyway I had gained something like 16 pounds in just 2 or 3 days so I knew somethin was wrong cause I hadn't been eatin that much. Now I love to eat, don't get me wrong but I hadn't eaten nearly that much...... They started some IV Lasix and Lordy the first night I was there I lost 8 pounds and then 6 pounds the next day. Now I know there's lots of folks that wish they could loose that much weight that fast, but Lordy it sho nuff left me weak.
Well the first night I was there they brought me a plate that didn't have enuff on it to keep a chicken alive. I looked at it and asked the nurse if that was just a snack and she laffed at me, then she told me nope, that was my meal. Yall it just made me that much hungrier. She was a cutie so I wuz nice to her and told her thank you. Well the next morning they brought me another one of those chicken meals with just enuff to wet my appetite. Lordy yall they wuz starving me to death, I knew I'd die of starvation before I got well from all my other stuff.....laffin. Anyway, you know they have those strict rules in the ICU and won't let peeps come and go as they would like to so Miss Judi and Steve and Shane our two boys had to come in at certain times. You know bein a man and all, I'm just about worthless unless I have Judi to tell me when and when not to do things, so I just flirted and laffed and had a good ole time with the nurses until they told me I'd have to be a little quieter that I'd get em into trouble. On the second night I was in prison ICU I told Shane and Steve to bring me a cheeseburger that these people wuz starvin me to death. Man when they came in I smelled the cheese when they came in to outer doors to the ICU..woooohooooooooooo food. The boys came in with a big ole double meat with cheese that looked better than any steak I'd ever laid my eyes on. I unwrapped that baby, checked to make sure all the goodies were on it and before I could sink my teeth into the first bite a big ole nurse came outta nowhere. She reached across my bed to snatch my hot tasty big ole cheeseburger telling me that I couldn't have anything like that. Well yall that made me so dayum mad I could've spit fire....laffin. I told that nurse, "Just try and take this dayum cheeseburger from me and we're gonna have a helluva fight"........LMAO......the thing is I wuz dayum serious about it...LOL. She didn't know whether to crap or go blind, she saw that I was mad as hell....Yall I wuz starvin. Anyway to make the story short my sons took the cheeseburger from me with me clawin and beggin and grabbin for it, and told me that the nurse knew what I could and couldn't have and they didn't want to do anything that would make me worse. I watched with my mouth waterin and droolin for that big ole cheeseburger as they took it away, with my poor ole stomach growlin and groanin and quickly reached and grabbed a handful of fries and threw em in my mouth before they do get em........I wuz desperate.....laffin. I gave the nurse my best evil eye, the one that say you need to get ur butt outta here right now, as she left the room. I guess it worked because I never saw her again while I was there.
Well the doc got most of the fluid off me and told me that my pressures had improved since I started taking the Remodulin, which was very good news. He released me and gave me a bunch of new meds and told me that I'd be started on oxygen. I feel much better now and am glad to be home on Poverty Hill where I rule the roost when Miss Judi lets me.
Glad you could stop by and see me, if yall ever over this way be sure and stop by, my door is always open to my friends.

Hugzz and Handshakes

TW

I'm back..........Sorta

Hello everyone, glad you could drop by and visit. Things here on Poverty Hill are in low gear right now. The chickens are starving, the hound dogs won't hunt, and the Mayor has just been sitting around doing nothing letting the hill run wild. Nope its not the recession, the Mayor of Poverty Hill has been a little under the weather. As many of you know the Mayor has Pulmonary Hypertension and its throwing a few curveballs in his political and social activities. Its not a big thang, just another one of lifes adventures. Theres a medicine that is given 24/7 called Remodulin, which is given in a somewhat painful way, well you know the Mayor hates pain so it's just about whipped him.........You say whatta wuss.......Oh contraire, he's a tuff ole dude, as his friend Jen says, almost comparable to superman, but not quite. Anyway he's going to be fine and I'm sure will be ready to conquer the world.........well maybe the county.....LOL. I'd hate to start off too big.
I just wanted to take this time to thank all my family and PHriends for caring and for their prayers through these hard times. I love you all!!!!!!!
Maybe when I get where I can concentrate I can think of stuff to write but right now...well I'll just hurt for a while.......grinz.....
Thanks for stopping by, remember if you're ever over this way, my door is always open to my friends.

Hugzz and Handshakes

TW(Terry)

Life is good

Heyz to everyone. Welcome back to my lil blog. I'm about ready to do my lil hospital thingy and am anxious to get it over with. Just another thang in the HO HUM life of a PH'er. Laffin don't get me wrong, every day I wake up is a good day.
Heck if I croaked tomorrow, I've saw more things already in my lifetime than most people would ever see. I spent 30 years in the military and have been places most people can't imagine, and done things that I'd never have done if not in the military. So what have I got to complain about....laffin, well with the exception of having PH.
I have a loving wife that has stood by me every step of the way, through the good and the bad and has been my crutch and strength the whole time. She's been my best friend and a wonderful mother to our children. She's been my strength in getting through all this PH, the operations, the different drugs, the doctors, I mean everything. So what have I got to complain about, except PH.
I have two wonderful sons that have also stood by me and put up with all the moving from place to place, the long periods Dad was away from home and now support me through this crappy disease called PH. So what have I got to complain about? Just having PH.
I've made many new friends through PHA that have been a tremendous help to Judi and myself in understanding this disease and supporting us as though we've been friends forever. I thank them and love them very much. So what have I got to complain about. Just having PH.
Overall I guess life has been good, I've got a great wife, wonderful sons, caring and loving friends so what have i got to complain about?......Not a Dayum thang!
Thanks for coming by and if you're ever around my neck of the woods make sure you stop by, the door is always open to my friends.

Hugs N Handshakes

TW

More Ramblings from TW

Heyz to everyone, thanks for stoppin by. I haven't been bloggin much lately, I've just been a little under the weather. Miss Judi has been makin me stay pretty close to home so she can keep an eagle eye on me. Sometimes she can be a pretty tough cookie. Looks like I'm gonna have to check into the hospital and get a lil plumbing installed on the 25th of Feb, I'm gonna try to get em to overhaul me while I'm in there. As most of you know I have Pulmonary Hypertension and its gotten to the point that oral meds aren't doing any good so they're gonna put a Hickman Catheter in me and start me on Remodulin. Hopefully these new meds will make me run like a Chevy.....lol. Anyway thats enuff about me.
Have yall ever seen such screwed up weather in ya life. One day it's freezin cold and the next ya have to run the A/C. What ever happened to the old days when we used to have seasons. And this year with all the record breaking cold temperatures, people dying from exposure and all that. Ya know in my younger days people could cope with things like that because you could always build a fire to stay warm, but nowadays everyone doesn't have fireplaces and most everything is dependent on electricity, which we all know is the first thing to go it seems like. Don't get me wrong I think the guys and gals who work at the Power Companys do a great job, but no one can control the weather, or falling limbs, ya know things like that.
Well I'm ramblin again huh, laffin, they say thats what crazy people do, if thats so I'm complety insane.....lol.
Well i guess i need to get off this puter and do some chores before checkin in to the Med motel next week. If yall don't hear from me for a while I'll be incognito, but I'll be back as soon as I can. Thanks for droppin in, and remember if you're ever this way be sure to stop in, my door is always open to my friends.

Huggz N Handshakes

Terry (TW)

Just Rambling

Hello everyone, hope all of ya are doing good. Things on Poverty Hill have been sorta quiet and laid back since hunting season is over. I've been catching up on my rest. The truth is I'm glad hunting season is over, I was gave slam out. Gettin up at 4 am every morning and hunting untill dark was getting old quick. Both my boys love hunting as well as my oldest Grandson so I figure I have to get up and go with em. Anyway now I can rest up, well that is after I catch up on the honeydo's that I neglected while hunting season was in.

I've been reading and watching on TV about the record colds that they're having up North, isn't that just terrible? I just absolutely could not live in that kind of weather, I'd make a terrible Eskimo. I was talking to someone the other day and they were saying, "Oh they are used to that kind of weather, they were raised in it."
Well I disagree with that, I don't think they've had all the power outages and water outages like they've been having lately. This is serious business when its freezing cold and you have no heat, thats life threatening. I know how the power outages are because of the hurricances we have down here and its terrible, but the fact that its freezing cold up there makes it so much worse to me. I feel for the people up there and pray that they all make it through these hard times ok. I think they need to take some of that bailout money the government is throwing away on these banks and buy everyone up there a generator so that they can stay warm and eat, it'd be a whole lot cheaper and do a helluva lot more good for the people.

Well its that time again, for those of you that don't know I have Pulmonary Hypertension and once or twice a year us PHer's have to have a right heart cath to check the pressure between our heart and lungs. Well its time that time again and although the procedure isn't very painful, I'm dreading getting it done. I know my pressures have gone up again due to the distance I can walk have gotten much shorter and my ability to do certain things has declined. Oh well, my doc was wanting to put me on a different medicine, looks like the time has come...we'll see after the heart Cath. Its just the fact that the options are getting slimmer. The meds he's talking about is called Remodulin, which is taken Sub-Q or by Catheter. Anyway that enuff about that, I'll cross that road when I get to it. It's nothing but a thang.

I've been reading the PHA boards more here lately now that hunting season is over and I see that there's lots of newbies to PH posting. I can remember when I first started posting and asking questions, so I know how scared most to them are. I hate seeing new people join us but I'm glad they found their way to us so that they know they are not alone. I wish I could be of more help to them, but I try to help in any way that I can. Maybe in some way to repay the help that PHA and its member have given me.

Well, I'm ramblin all over the place so i recon I need to just shut up.....laffin.
Best wishes to all of ya from Poverty Hill, ya come when ya can, the door is always open to my friends.

Hugs N Handshakes

TW(Terry)