November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Thursday, April 07, 2005
4/7/05
So things are going well. I am still working hard on my left hand. I am typing with it right now, but it is clumsy and makes mistakes.
Heather has bronchitis and I hope she keeps it and gets rid of it. I am done with my in home occupational therapy and now might try to do some out patient work, heck I hate doing this stuff, but I need to get the fine motor coordination back. I need to get as close to 100% before I start this radiation, and it kicks me butt.
Here’s the next installment of Wednesday. I am stretching this one out here, also I need to check with Heather on what days certain things happened. Sorry I was on drugs at the time.
So then I am sitting in my chair now, lunch comes. The guy in the room next to me is on bed rest I never met him, but he wasn’t up and moving that much I knew. I heard his nurse call button go off. And a couple minutes go by and no one showed up so he called out help I spilled my coffee. Now I am sitting up but can’t walk yet, but I hit my call button also. I tried calling out also, buy my voice was still so hoarse; I knew no one would hear me. It had to be like 10 plus minutes before someone helped him. I felt bad for him. So the big talk of the day was me moving out of Neuro-ICU into a regular room. Room # 4 for me, next step for me would be out the door. So some time that day I met my Occupational therapist. She came in and there wasn’t a lot we could do yet, but she stretched out my arm, and said she would see me again.
So they came to get me in a wheel chair and carted me off to a regular double room. It looked good when I got in there and got the window bed and was solo. Never count chickens 11:00 pm they wheel in a room mate. When I moved into the room I stayed sitting up in the one chair on my side of the curtain. But by the time he came I was thrown back into bed already. Now I hit the big time had a phone and all. Now I just needed a voice.
10:35 PM
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