I am out of New York. We flew home March 17. I got home and went to bed and slept for 18 hours. I still had the post op infection. What I didn't have was a plan to get admitted to the hospital for follow on care. Finally on Friday I met with my primary care physician who set it up for Monday. I was to meet with another surgeon, the one who placed my power port last year. Got a plan.
Had a plan. Sunday the plan changed because the surgical incision got all full of pus. That is medically not good. Another day, another hospital. So I got admitted while they treat the infection. This hosptial is nice. Brand new, very efficient, way closer to home. The food is served by 'room service'. And it is excellent. I have a private room on the oncology floor which is the top floor. Yesterday I felt great, today I feel great. Today I am down to very little infection really visible, but they stuffed a bunch of absorbent gauze into the wound in hopes of drawing all the infection out or getting rid of it with the antibiotics. I'll probably go home tomorrow with a visiting nurse, antibiotics and great hopes of being done with all this soon.
Meanwhile I am in a sort of spa with a great view, nice accommodations, a room service menu to die for and feeling great. Nutri-Nazi stops by on her way to and from work and has breakfast and dinner with me for $10 a meal. So nice to be back in Texas, even if I am confined to a comfy room with a soft bed and great care. I'm just happy to be alive and have a future.
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