I want to thank Derhollander and Dawnie for being so awesome to me while I was in Germany. They went way out of their way to make me fit in amd feel welcome. I promise to them I will return as soon as I can. And thank you chris for coming out and hanging the couple times we could connect. Munich has been awesome and this trip has been amazing. I now know the short comings I need to stay and what I need to do to insure a longer stay here next year. And now the news:
Grandma Scalf is in the hospital. She has all kinds of things going on with her, the family is around her supporting her. Last night, the head nurse comes in and was talking to grandma about her health and what meds she has and so forth, when my mom brings up my diabetes. A simple conversation has now turned into an intervention. WTF? I am not even home yet, and all of a sudden I have the entire Scalf clan planning to show at teh airport and drive me strait to the IU Med Center. According to teh head nurse, I may have kindney damage because of the gallons of fluid I drink a day and that I am peeing almost a liter and a half every hour (Dont ask how I kow the amount, I am just glad that I wasnt using a liter bottle that morning). Plus, I also have teh risk with as much as I am drinking/ weeing that I can deplete my sodium. Never heard of this but I guess it is a big deal. And last, teh nurse planted teh seed that I could be on teh verge of Renal(?) failure. Yes I may have a heart problem. And me with my families heart condition and high blood pressure. Isnt DNA fun? So I have a choice, according to teh family. I either go strait to teh hospital from teh plane... or I go strait to the hospital, bound and gagged from teh plane. If I get anything but a polite outpatient treatment, I may very well fly that planeinto teh ocean 5 miles off teh coast and swim home. Diabetes 5- Jonny .5 Dammit
Grandma Scalf is in the hospital. She has all kinds of things going on with her, the family is around her supporting her. Last night, the head nurse comes in and was talking to grandma about her health and what meds she has and so forth, when my mom brings up my diabetes. A simple conversation has now turned into an intervention. WTF? I am not even home yet, and all of a sudden I have the entire Scalf clan planning to show at teh airport and drive me strait to the IU Med Center. According to teh head nurse, I may have kindney damage because of the gallons of fluid I drink a day and that I am peeing almost a liter and a half every hour (Dont ask how I kow the amount, I am just glad that I wasnt using a liter bottle that morning). Plus, I also have teh risk with as much as I am drinking/ weeing that I can deplete my sodium. Never heard of this but I guess it is a big deal. And last, teh nurse planted teh seed that I could be on teh verge of Renal(?) failure. Yes I may have a heart problem. And me with my families heart condition and high blood pressure. Isnt DNA fun? So I have a choice, according to teh family. I either go strait to teh hospital from teh plane... or I go strait to the hospital, bound and gagged from teh plane. If I get anything but a polite outpatient treatment, I may very well fly that planeinto teh ocean 5 miles off teh coast and swim home. Diabetes 5- Jonny .5 Dammit
Youre welcome.