Back in the hospital...again

After a week that started with a trip to the ER for what turned out to be a kidney infection, a course of a mega antibiotic via IV and a couple of days at home realizing that they didn't solve my problem since I still felt like shit and was in excruciating pain, I came back on Friday afternoon on a day where they were so busy I pretty much was housed in a hallway of the ER that had turned into makeshift bed bays.  Separating me by a curtain was a guy who had a huge growth on his ass, so I got to to experience the auditory and olfactory marvel that was "draining the abscess."  After about five hours of staring at the ceiling (admittedly, mostly under the amazing care of Dilaudid) I was told I was going to be admitted to a hospital room around 9pm.  After all of the endless questions, various rules, and path to care for the evening, I settled in on what was one of the most uncomfortable beds I've ever been in.  And the Dilaudid well had run dry once I was up here - Oxy is the pill of choice, which is normally fine, but not for the pain I'm in.  I guess the inflatable bed I requested sat in the hallway all night before I was finally able to transfer to it, which made things marginally better.  

More imaging, (kidney and bladder ultrasounds) more IV antibiotics and more pain, and here I sit.  I may or may not be getting stents put in my kidneys tomorrow, and I've been told that I'll be here for probably a couple of days, hence the laptop since I can't be that guy with work again.  This can't be the "normal" thing - where Shelly just disappears for an indeterminate period of time.  I can probably get my Monday work done Sunday here, and either reschedule or work around my Monday meetings, but I really hope I'm home by Tuesday morning so I can be available for my 9am staff meeting and have things be seamless.  I guess we'll see...

Oh, I've also been snapping at family who are just trying to check in with me, but I'm trying to get them involved only when I have definite updates but it's not working out that way, so when I'm in super pain and just want to be left alone I have to be the update guy too which I'm just not good at.  So now on top of everything I feel bad and guilty for being a jerk.  Grrr. I'm sure Chris is happy though because I've been trying to not bug him and make demands of his time but I also hope that he appreciates that because I'm feeling kind of lonely at times too.

More updates when I have them.  

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