Pegging the suckmeter

What am I, an albatross or something?

First Tolewyn went into the hospital. All well and good until sometime through a colonoscopy when he apparently decided all on his ownsome to stop breathing.

That put his butt into ICU on a ventilator for the last three? Four? days. Damnfiknow. They unhooked him this morning, but he’s still having some problems with that whole “air-exchange” thing, so he’s back on it. They’re going to try again tomorrow.

The day that Tole hauled off and red-lined, a fellow member of the Sheriff’s Office, an officer that I respect a great deal, showed up at the ER at two in the Ay Em with crushing chest pains radiating down his arm, along his jaw and back around between his shoulder blades.

Verdict? Hello, massive Acute Myocardial Infarction!

One percutaneous coronary intervention with a wee stent, little bit of down time in the Cardiac Unit, and he’s back home.

This afternoon I’m doing my Pee Em check on Tole, when I run across Reno bringing his wife to the ER. She may be having a gall-bladder attack.

Sweet shivering Shiva.

LawDog

Whew.
Smile, Mr. Orwell

13 thoughts on “Pegging the suckmeter”

  1. As they say…. Bad things happen in three’s… Maybe you’re done for a bit.

  2. Well, I can see that as an understandable reaction to somebody trying to put a medical instrument up one’s backside…

    Here’s hoping that all goes well!

  3. Please just reassure us all by telling us you haven’t yet paid off the notes on your nose-piercing event, and we’ll all breathe a sigh of relief.

    All the best to your dear friends.

  4. Allow me to point out the “suckmeter” ain’t pegged yet. Scary now, but not that bad when you consider somebody ignoring warning signs.

    If you’re gonna have issues with air exchange, I can think of worse places to be when it happens.

    Sounds to me like everybody’s coming home, alive. With the use of their “facilities.”

    They and their friends will be able to enjoy each others company, and will no doubt think of what could have happened.

    Seems to me like an extended group of friends has a real reason to be grateful. And thanks for reminding me of that for which I should be grateful.

    Reminds me to have a few Masses said, and a few cold ones hoisted, to absent friends. Best of luck, and a few prayers to those involved.

  5. Good God, what a run of bad luck. There must be something in the water there of late. Good thoughts and well wishes to all, particularly Tolewyn, whose current situation seems to be the most serious.

  6. That reminds me of a joke…

    A man is lying in a hospital bed, with his long-suffering wife at his side. They are holding hand.

    Man: We’ve been through a lot, haven’t we?

    Wife: Yes, we have.

    M: When my small business failed, you were there for me.

    W: Yes, I was.

    M: When my parents died in a car crash, you were there for me.

    W: Yes, I was.

    M: When our house burned down, you stood right by me, and we made it through.

    W: Yes, we did.

    M: When the government came after us because they lost our tax returns, you still were there for me.

    W: (wiping eyes) Yes, even then.

    M: And now, as I recover from a heart attack, you’re still here.

    W: (squeezing his hand) Dear, I’m here for you.

    M: You’re bad luck. Get away from me.

  7. Just be thankful that everyone involved has access to the medicine they need to recover.

    Good thoughts are driftin’ south to thee and thine from up north.

  8. Good grief.

    Pass along encouragement, condolences, and Troll House Cookies @ appropriate…

    Hope things head in a better direction for all those concerned right soon.

    Like others have mentioned..at least thus far folks seem to have their medical needs well provided for…

  9. May they recover swiftly and completely.

    As for being an “albatross,” there are much worse things to be. Remember, it was good luck until some idiot shot it. (And incidentally, I don’t think I’d be the only one who’d be quite wroth if some cretin gave that detail a go.) I’d say they are very fortunate to have you about.

  10. Dawg, tell Tolewyn that we understand… If someone was doing a colonoscopy on me, I’d probably cringe up and quit breathing too…

    Of course, you could bribe one of his nurses to try the Application of Shaved Ice trick, and see if that jump starts him…

  11. Give ’em all my bet, LawDog. Sometimes life deals us a hand and then leaves us to deal with it.

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