Gentilly Girl- a part of the 99%

July 21, 2012

How Many Meds For That?

Filed under: VA Hospital — Morwen Madrigal @ 8:17 pm

Over the last two days I have received six new meds. Some are about my lungs and Asthma, (Last attack from that was 1996) Anemia and pain.

The Asthma thing I believe is flat out overkill: two different inhalers, one spray for my nose and pills. I wonder if my Docs think that there will be many bad air days through the rest of the Summer or maybe they are just getting a kickback for the extra scripts. Any bottle that is labeled “As Needed” still has the seal in place.  I don’t like using all my ammo at once… “Minimal meds are best”. I think the inhaler that you load with a capsule and crush it with this gripper-like thing is cute. I could sit here all day crushing capsules keeping myself amused, but I don’t want to get into trouble.

Now the Anemia stuffs I do understand… I always come out Anemic. (The Docs always act like this is something new) Until one of the Surgeons grows a pair and does the little surgery I need, I will always need Iron pills and occasionally the random transfusion. Meanwhile every so often there will be a Colonoscopy with my name on it (Look Morwen… its six feet long!) and I will ponder a suitable corner of Hell for their next Life.

And now we come to the anti-pain pill: I am not in pain. Maybe they will send me some pills that will give me pain. In a twisted way it does make sense, but I do believe that such actions violate the Hippocratic Oath. Then in the spirit of being  forwarned, I take one of the pain-killers. I need to know which reactions I may have. I hate pain-killers… I get weird reactions. As my ankle is sort of hurting from a mild sprain, I thought this would be an acceptable test. Nope… Pain stayed with me, but I was very mellow.  This is a med to be careful with. Very seductive since it doesn’t seem to deal with pain so You should take a second, third and fourth pill just to stop the pain. Oops! I forgot how many I took.

Now back to the topic… I did have a topic didn’t I?

Ah ha! Found it: these new pills: How to transport them around. I mean there are many of them and each one has its own needs.

(More coming later…How many pills?)

The Magical Pill

Filed under: New Orleans — Morwen Madrigal @ 2:31 pm

Just took my magical therapy pill. Rock-n-roll filling the room.

Trying to see how long it takes to send me to bed. It is a good time for looking backwards.

All of what I’m having to do is ending my depression. Easier than I thought it would be. I haven’t forgotten Betts or any of the Hell of the last two years… It now stands as what it was: a rough ride. I’m getting ready to jump back into the fray in a few weeks. I’ve been away far too long.

And I will not repeat the mistake of February. I can’t buy the ticket for a quick way out of this World: I’m in it for the long haul. The Goddess has spoken.

I have to walk my Path to the end.

I know what it feels like to give up on this World. The waves can beat the Hell out of you as you slog through the morass. Soon all you want to do is lie down and let things happen. When you do that you are giving up self and your purpose.

Luck was on my side as I have folk pulling for me on this level and on a higher one. There was also that deep feeling that I must help, not run away. Things said had to be honored and fought for.

My sworn promise: ain’t gonna pull that stunt again. I know to reach out when I am hurt. To curl up in my bower and focus on what is important and gently heal.

Be Blessed my friends. Never worry about me unless I call Pax, I need a breather.

We have a war to fight.

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