It’s been a long weekend.
My biggest goal this weekend, after all the preparation for my mom, the trip to Wichita and Kingman etc. and a full week of work, was simply to sleep until I felt like waking up. And I accomplished that goal.
I slept in very late Saturday morning and it was wonderful.
And then the trouble started. The three little sore spots by my stoma started acting up again. When I went to change my ostomy, they’d fused into one big sore and bled. It wasn’t uncontrollable, go-to-the-emergency-room kind of bleeding. It was just annoying, now-my-appliance-isn’t-going-to-stick kind of bleeding.
Sure enough, thanks to the runs, I had a devil of a time keeping an appliance on. And every time it had to be changed, the tape tore my skin and bled. Now I have the sores by the stoma, plus some new raw spots that bled quite a bit and then got sort of pussy (hope you aren’t eating breakfast.)
The annoying part about this is that I ended up spending a good part of the weekend in bed trying to hold still, not aggravate anything, and allow things to heal up. I was hoping that at least by Monday things would be better.
So now I feel cheated out of my weekend.
But I don’t have anything to complain about. It seems as though we’ve got a little GI epidemic going on in the Network. We have several folks in the hospital, recently out of the hospital, or headed for the hospital Monday morning. I can hardly whine too much.
We really need this GI protocol to get rolling.
My biggest goal this weekend, after all the preparation for my mom, the trip to Wichita and Kingman etc. and a full week of work, was simply to sleep until I felt like waking up. And I accomplished that goal.
I slept in very late Saturday morning and it was wonderful.
And then the trouble started. The three little sore spots by my stoma started acting up again. When I went to change my ostomy, they’d fused into one big sore and bled. It wasn’t uncontrollable, go-to-the-emergency-room kind of bleeding. It was just annoying, now-my-appliance-isn’t-going-to-stick kind of bleeding.
Sure enough, thanks to the runs, I had a devil of a time keeping an appliance on. And every time it had to be changed, the tape tore my skin and bled. Now I have the sores by the stoma, plus some new raw spots that bled quite a bit and then got sort of pussy (hope you aren’t eating breakfast.)
The annoying part about this is that I ended up spending a good part of the weekend in bed trying to hold still, not aggravate anything, and allow things to heal up. I was hoping that at least by Monday things would be better.
So now I feel cheated out of my weekend.
But I don’t have anything to complain about. It seems as though we’ve got a little GI epidemic going on in the Network. We have several folks in the hospital, recently out of the hospital, or headed for the hospital Monday morning. I can hardly whine too much.
We really need this GI protocol to get rolling.
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