Honor: 58 [ Give / Take ]
4 entries this month
03:36 Jan 29 2026
Times Read: 41
It's really sad to me... that a month's worth of high grade pain medication costs about $10.
And a month's worth of my immunosuppressants, the pills that tend to keep me alive, are $100+.
So... hey, even if I couldn't afford my life-saving medicine, and went into tragic early kidney failure, at least I'd die high as fuck, and without pain.
That's the American way xD
20:59 Jan 28 2026
Times Read: 70
Ya know... when you're waiting for your discharge paperwork, and you're ready to go, it'll take the hospital 5+ hours to get their shit together for you to leave. When THEY'RE ready for you go, but you're waiting on your ride... nah, you gotta go now. Pisses me off. It takes over an hour for anyone to get here to this hospital pick me up. I fucking hate this hospital because it's in the middle of the city. Unfortunately, it's the hospital my kidney doctor works out of so when I go to one of the smaller hospitals ERs, they always wind up sending here via ambulance because they insist I be watched over by a nephrologist due to my impending kidney failure. It sucks, but I get it. This hospital in particular has a stellar trauma unit... for gunshot victims. Because the street this hospital is located on is known for having a lot of shootings. Not a great part of town. That's why I go to the smaller hospital ERs because while waiting in this one is always an adventure... I like not having ten cops standing outside my door which tends to be the norm here. That, and the fact you have to cross the whole fucking city to get here, it's just wildly inconvenient, and I tell the hospital this when they're getting ready to discharge me, that anyone who can pick me up won't be off work til 3, and them it takes almost an hour to get here so expect me to be in this room til probably around 5. Sorry, but like... I came by ambulance, I literally can't leave. Yet still, every 30 fucking minutes someone comes to my room to remind me they need the room. That's cool, and all, fuck off. I'm still sick, I'm still injured, I don't even have fucking clothes cause my mom came, and took all my stuff to wash it so like... you wanna put me in the hallway in a robe, that's fine, you'll be hearing from my fucking lawyer yoi assclowns like, what the fuck xD Trust me, no one wants to leave this shit-ass hospital more than I do, assholes, and any other fucking time when I'm rearing to go, nah, I gotta sit, and wait til 8 at night for my fucking paperwork, the one fucking time I'm not ready, you're itching to kick me out.
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I just wanna go home. And play my game. And eat chocolate. Cause there's no decent chocolate in this whole fucking building. And tacos. And a big, fat Dr. Pepper. The only doctor I trust.
09:41 Jan 26 2026
Times Read: 122
Surgery went well. I had told the surgical nurses I was nervous since I hadn't had surgery in almost 20 years. They put the oxygen mask on me, and all I remember is saying to them, "You sure this is just oxygen, I feel really weir-zZzZzZz." Knocked my ass right out. I'm glad we decided to wait for the actual surgeon. Friday night, my ER doctor consulted with General Surgery about my case, and after some scans the surgeon told him that he could easily do my small procedure himself that night. So ER do tells me he can do so, and he's 80% confident if he does that it would be totally fine, no complications. But that there was a small chance something could go wrong, I could end up bleeding out, and he wouldn't have the equipment immediately available necessary to help me. Basically that allowing him to do it would be riskier than the actual surgeon. So I told him, yeahhhh, I really don't want someone who's not 100% confident slicing into me, even for a small procedure. Rather wait til the next morning for the proper surgeon, and it's a good thing I did because when I woke up he told me that when he cut into me, my skin the area basically disintegrated so... Yeah, definitely more surgical skill needed there. Because of course it did, because it's me, and nothing can EVER just be easy xD Not for me, the Universe will not allow it. So for once I'm not trying to escape the hospital, I'm happy to enjoy all the morphine, and banana pudding they will give me~
10:41 Jan 24 2026
Times Read: 173
It never fucking fails... the one day of every year we're having the worst weather imaginable, literal snowmagedeon, that's the exact moment my body decides, "Now is our time, we NEED to go to the hospital."
Well I'm septic, and I need surgery so... maybe good call xD I was trying to wait til Monday when it wasn't going to be -20 outside, but nah, it was necessary. So here I am. First world problems, right? How dare I get sent to a place where an army of nurses do everything for me, I get to eat, watch TV, and lay in bed all day, and I get all the medical care I need to get better.
I'm spoiled, I'm entitled, I get it.
But ya know... I'm so thirsty I would kill someone just to drink their blood at this point. That's where I'm at xD Cause when you go to the ER they put you in fluid/food restriction just in case you might need surgery. And for once, I do. But I'm SO fucking thirsty I hate everything right now. They're bringing me morphine, because I'm in tremendous pain, but also probably to shut me up. Plus, there's a guy in the room next to me who sounds like a dying moose, begging for someone to help him... At least there aren't ten cops outside my room this time because the drug addict next door is screaming from withdrawals, and trying to chew through her face mask. It's always interesting in the ER~
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