Well the surgery was a partial success. My arm is much improved, but it's still a little swollen. The surgeon came by after I gave the nurse the ultimatum, "Look, there's no reason for me to be here. Either the guy comes by and signs my discharge papers, or I walk out of here on my own. Either way, I'm leaving." Suddenly he had the time to talk to me. I'm not going to go into all the gory details of what the surgery was, or what it was supposed to do, but it didn't do all it was supposed to. Apparently, though, he could do it. It would just have to be done in stages.
That's right, Stages. More surgeries to get something he told me he could do with one. Well fuck that. Better is good enough for me right now. I've been through too much hospital crap in the last two months. I want time off to recover before I even think about going through this shit again. I want my body to heal and me to be able to walk again (they had to cut up my leg on this one). I want time to get off these goddam pain pills (they wrote me a new script for Oxycodone, and I need it right now). I want time to feel like a human being again, and not a ripped up meat puppet.
So fuck you and your Stages, buddy. Find someone else to fund your vacations. I quit.
That's right, Stages. More surgeries to get something he told me he could do with one. Well fuck that. Better is good enough for me right now. I've been through too much hospital crap in the last two months. I want time off to recover before I even think about going through this shit again. I want my body to heal and me to be able to walk again (they had to cut up my leg on this one). I want time to get off these goddam pain pills (they wrote me a new script for Oxycodone, and I need it right now). I want time to feel like a human being again, and not a ripped up meat puppet.
So fuck you and your Stages, buddy. Find someone else to fund your vacations. I quit.
I'm bummed to hear that your surgeon isn't the fucking stellar rockstar, fix anything surgeon you deserve.
I'm envious and proud of your ability to be your own advocate and stand up for exactly what you feel is right in the realm of your own health care (and come to think of it- other areas of your life too
I've only had surgery twice in my life and both times I felt like "a ripped up meat puppet" and they were nothing like what you've been through. I honestly can't imagine. I hope the meds help and that coming off them isn't hellish. I get wrecked if I have to come off a week long course of entry level vicodin. I can drink like a fish but opiates twist me up in a really evil way.
I'll be thinking about you.