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Just met with my doctor. One more day at Hotel Methodist. We talked about my (and my wife's) upcoming education on how to give myself any needed injections at home. I'm free to walk around the hospital floor as much as I want now, so I intend to get out of this bed as much as possible today. Tomorrow, I finally get to go home. — atMethodist Hospital
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Keith, did you have a blood clot and are now having to take those injections in the stomach 2x/day?!?!?!
Those suck,,, I had to take them last year for two weeks when I tore my achilles tendon and got 3 blood clots! I feel for ya buddy, they suck, if you're taking what I think you are. But in a couple weeks you should be good as gold!
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Keith, did you have a blood clot and are now having to take those injections in the stomach 2x/day?!?!?!
Those suck,,, I had to take them last year for two weeks when I tore my achilles tendon and got 3 blood clots! I feel for ya buddy, they suck, if you're taking what I think you are. But in a couple weeks you should be good as gold!
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Enough lollygagging about in fancy hospital duds and trying to impress the nurses and candystripers, HC. Time to get back to your viola and get some work done.
"This young wine may have a lot of tannins now, but in 5 or 10 years it is going to be spectacular, despite the fact that right now it tastes like crude oil. You know this is how it is supposed to taste at this stage of development." ~ Itzhak Perlman
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The mobile version of Fiddlerman doesn't play nice with my iPad for the chat-box, alas.
Short (oh, who am I kidding?) version:
Pain in my ribs was not a torn/strained intercostal muscle, as I suspected, but rather a Pulmonary Embolism in my right lung. Hats off to KevinM on the correct (but initially poo-poohed by me) call on that one. My doctor sent me to the Outpatient Imaging department of Methodist Hospital in Richardson for a few pictures of my innards, and they liked me so much, they've kept me here since last Wednesday.
Fortunately, I'm on track to be released tomorrow with a handful of Lovenox syringes (yep, the in-the-belly shot) and a prescription for Coumadin, along with the physical limitations that come with blood-thinners. Fresh bruises and any type of cuts have to stay off the menu for the next 6 months.
I've been breathing freely and pain-free for the last 36 hours or so. In fact, my greatest discomfort has been my relative confinement to my bed (don't want to wiggle that naughty little clot loose to find a home elsewhere, now do we?) Now that I'm free to wander the halls of my designated floor, I've discovered that it's small enough to hold my breath while making two complete laps - so, not much of an expansion of my current universe. I've also discovered that I'm the youngest person in this ward by at least 20 years. (on a related side note: several of my neighbors loudly converse with the furniture and drapes - it can be quite unsettling...)
Thanks for the concern and well-wishes! I'll be home and back to my routine soon enough.
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