Dario and Ian arrived so I have time to write a quickie blog
to send from the hospital. It’s a big FIESTA here, no doubt.
The pain is more manageable since Ian squirreled in some 500 mg
Tylenol. Had blood sample taken this morning then I realized that I also had to give a urine sample so now they will
know I have been taking something other than what they have given me…oh well. I
can blame it on the nurse Rachette who would not give me more pain meds last night. She yelled
at me, suggesting I was in pain since I went to the bathroom on my own instead of
calling them and using the bedpan. I hobble into the bathroom, grabbing onto anything that doesn’t
roll. There are no security handles near the toilet or shower. The tile floor is slick when they wash everything down…so, it is a comedy to and fro..at least the "G" hospital supplied scrubs are loose..ish.
It is surely a novella here at the hospital. Nurses, meal delivery personnel, cleaners, bathers come and go. Yolande, my roomie has many visitors. Her hubby speaks in rapid-fire Portuguese and I cannot understand two words.
The Pity Parties come and go but for the most part, I am in good spirits. Yolande has to be transported to another hospital since she broke her femur. She is totally freaked-out. The Pastor came in last night and prayed for the two of us. Cute, young and completely sympathetic. We both benefited from his calm energy.
More tomorrow if I get the chance. No news from the doc
since he hasn’t arrived yet today.
Love to you all from Registro!
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