How to Get Men in Your Bedroom and a Princess for a Room Mate
Call 911! I had 6 people in my bedroom inside of 10 minutes. Bless them. I could not get out of bed, the room was spinning, I was short of breath. I was helped to stand and spun around with 3 people grabbing me and putting me in a wheelchair, helped out of the house to an ambulance and transported to the ER. Diagnosed with congestive heart failure and lungs full of fluid. Again. Rehab released me with no scripts for the meds I was supposed to be on. My BP was trending towards the 200s. I spent a night and day in the MICU, lovely. I recommend all drug addicts spend some time there listening to people come down from overdoses. More Narcan, more Narcan!
After all of the fussing and monitoring I was escorted to a room with the Roommate from Hell! The Lovely Cursing Danielle. she spent the night snoring to cop shows. I was told she had the right to have the TV on, I had the right to a set of ear plugs???!!! She also told me to Fuck Off that night. Lovely! The next day she sat her bed by the window, curtain drawn across my space and called her friends to tell them she had a bitch for a room mate?! Girl you don't even know me! She was a 42 year old woman (? actually I thought she was maybe developmentally slow) with a previous heart attack and a couple of amputations who was vying for the Princess award. Girl, you just take that Princess Award and garner all the benefits!
The funny thing was every time the nurses came into give me more meds she would wait 2 minutes and call them back in for a bed pan) She could have had all my meds and attention she wanted. She was caught with contraband bags of chips and a bottle of Pepsi. Not on your salt and sugar restricted diet sister! She sat and loudly crunched chips for an hour or so, not interested so that really doesn't bother me. She was also bragging on how much water weight she was losing thru her liquid output (pee). Whatever.
I did get up early and play the Sunday mass for her. Didn't do a bit of good, later she was bouncing up and down in her bed and cursing the late delivery of dinner. Too bad I didn't have any chips to loudly crunch for her. Snicker.
I must say when the nursing staff observed her behavior I was transferred to another room. The Bitch won. I did lose over 800mille liters of fluid when they finally tapped my lung. You would have never got rid of that the doctor said. All thanks to someone never stopping an order for saline. Thanks modern medicine.
After all of the fussing and monitoring I was escorted to a room with the Roommate from Hell! The Lovely Cursing Danielle. she spent the night snoring to cop shows. I was told she had the right to have the TV on, I had the right to a set of ear plugs???!!! She also told me to Fuck Off that night. Lovely! The next day she sat her bed by the window, curtain drawn across my space and called her friends to tell them she had a bitch for a room mate?! Girl you don't even know me! She was a 42 year old woman (? actually I thought she was maybe developmentally slow) with a previous heart attack and a couple of amputations who was vying for the Princess award. Girl, you just take that Princess Award and garner all the benefits!
The funny thing was every time the nurses came into give me more meds she would wait 2 minutes and call them back in for a bed pan) She could have had all my meds and attention she wanted. She was caught with contraband bags of chips and a bottle of Pepsi. Not on your salt and sugar restricted diet sister! She sat and loudly crunched chips for an hour or so, not interested so that really doesn't bother me. She was also bragging on how much water weight she was losing thru her liquid output (pee). Whatever.
I did get up early and play the Sunday mass for her. Didn't do a bit of good, later she was bouncing up and down in her bed and cursing the late delivery of dinner. Too bad I didn't have any chips to loudly crunch for her. Snicker.
I must say when the nursing staff observed her behavior I was transferred to another room. The Bitch won. I did lose over 800mille liters of fluid when they finally tapped my lung. You would have never got rid of that the doctor said. All thanks to someone never stopping an order for saline. Thanks modern medicine.
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