Saturday, March 30, 2013


Morning fun at hanford Adventist !!

It is 12:15 in the morning !  I an laying in my dirty hispitable bed waiting for something...  Don't know what. I got an enenema and then the nurse though it would be a greatc idea. To have a physical therapy session while that was in in progress. Eanwhie PT guys come strolling in while. I am nakedz. Greatifdea!!!wow!!

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Shift Change : 7 am to 8:30 am

I'm not sure of course but I think this is when they refresh their lizard skins for a new round of 24 hour  flesh. Ha ha. At least you would consider the notion after seeing for yourself how terribly important it is for them to be in attendance at the nursing station, at exactly 7 am; and the anticipation they clearly experience as the deadline approaches...


Dumb As Chickens

That was one of my truck driver father's favorite expressions to describe what could only be otherwise described as complete incompetence. He used it a lot when he went to a ( non-adventist) hospital;  and my dear,  I think I'm starting to understand exactly what he meant.

I don't think one day has gone by here that something wasn't dropped on the floor and then casually replaced for further use. Each time I had to say : " that goes into the laundry now" (or gets washed etc) .... EACH Time. There were more than a few times when the person furtively looked up to see if I had noticed before attempting to return it without replacing it with a clean item or Simply cleaning it . Every time I see this I feel like throwing up, wondering whether I'm going to get out of here without a staph infection. Well. I suppose I shouldn't worry about that because if I get a staph infection my chances of leaving at all are greatly reduced. As I've explained repeatedly to each nurse and nurse's aide  on each shift; one infection can kill me in 24 Hours flat due to the lymphedema. Apparently that is of little or no concern to them; they are like little  children who will not do their chores unless watched. Every step of the way. It's really hard to sleep here. The rule here as explained to me by the nurses is : "if you don't ask for it, you don't get it....

Due to the extended periods of time in bed with no Physical Therapy offered in the first two weeks or  so, I became unable to get out of bed or support my own weight.  This led to muscle weakness and now, after weeks of requesting, I now receive physical therapy. But the lower back pain of consistently being in bed, taking. Morephine for the pain caused by the lymphedema, which is not covered for treatment by medi-cal and which causes all sorts of extremely painful havoc on my body, I have no choice but to take heavy doses of morphine 24/7 in order to endure the pain. More than 2500 MGM per day. It's a wonder I can even think straight much less sit up. All the morphine has resulted in bowel impaction, which is largely ignored; I've had ONE bowel movement in the three weeks I've been here. So I guess I could die of that at any moment.

Oh Ya, and, Is there a Polite Way to ask your nurse if she can hand you your clean water glass WITHOUT her finger and fake fingernail holding it about 4-5 inches down the inside of the plastic drinking glass? Ugh.

My assigned nurse just flounced in ( Monica) announced it was time for my PRN medicine ( quick release morphine ) handed it to me in a little paper cup then flounces on out after changing the chalkboard which details when the next medicine us due. I usually have to pointedly tell them to change the board; for some reason they resist doing that task, even though there is a space on the board which is clearly set aside and on which is permanently printed " Next Pain Medication Time" ... Below that is printed " Pain Management Is OUR Goal! "
Staff only recently began changing the boxes each day which detail who the Physician, Nurse, and CNA are each day. Before this "constantly requested but largely ignored" request, I had to ask each and every shift.

Right now I'm sitting in front of a breakfast tray on the side of the bed. My rear end is mostly asleep from laying in the same position for hours during the night. I can't move my legs or feet unassisted,  at all. The nurses aide forgot to replace the oxygen tube at 3 am or so, after I requested some soapy water and wash rags in order to  clean up a bit before finally sleeping. That  resulted in an oxygen level of about 70% by 6 am, at which time I was sternly advised by the nurse to " remember to replace the oxygen tube" .... I asked for a clean tube ( part that goes in nose often falls o floor) which made the nurses very unhappy because they had  to go fetch it. 

Monday, March 25, 2013

Waiting for the pain to subside

I need a hand to hold tonight; I'm in a lot of pain and extreme discomfort. My chest area, on the side  that covers my heart, looks like it is developing a hard, itchy, crusty looking scab over the skin that was previously bright red, raw, spreading. The open wound near my underarm thru which the implant escaped, is now about half the size, but not looking any better as far as I can see. But it's not looking worse so that must be good. What I really need besides a real person to tell me it will be all right, are some good videos to fill all this time spent waiting for the pain to subside .
I haven't looked at myself in the mirror for at least a month ,  which is good since my hair has not been washed for at least that long either. I don't bother with picking out a pair of earrings to match what I'm wearing or decide what shoes I"ll wear that day. 

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Rehabilitation/Residential Care

With any luck at all I will be admitted to  a residential care facility where full time residential treatment will be available to me; and where I will be able to continue protocol that is healing instead of life threatening. Hopefully that will take place early this week, on Monday or Tuesdsy. 


Friday, March 22, 2013

Adventist Hospital i

I am currently in an Adventist Hospital in Caliifornia; been here for about 3 weeks now. The lymphedema went wildly out of control back on November after I contracted a bronchial infection from a room mate. My chest had filled with fluid and a plural effusion occurred .. My left lung completely collapsed. I had the collapsed lung for about 2 months until I finally went to the ER in Eureka, which I wrote about in a previous post. 

In Eureka I got sicker by the day until a long time friend (43 years) came up to get me and literally carried me, with the help of a walker and other strong physical assistance, into her house after a 500 mile drive; then a week later, to the local Adventist Emergency room ... Where it was discovered that I had been living with a completely collapsed lung for about 2 months. 

The lymph fluid was drained off with a tube through the chest; about 10 pounds the first day. I was relieved to get that fluid out.  But in truth I don't feel any better about western medicine. 

I have been here for about 3 weeks now and am, for the most part, very poorly treated. I don't know if its because I don't have private insurance or because I am forthright about preferring alternative treatment. My stay here has been subdtantially miserable and there have been a number of occasions that were outright life threatening. Such as the double dose of morphine I was given one evening along with 5 other "pain killing" narcotics within a six hour period. (I will post a list of those later.) After I caught the "mistake" and made an "unofficial" complaint, many of the nursing staff decided I needed to be treated evrn worse Since then, lids had been pretty tough here. I'm praying hoping praying again that I get out of here ASAP. 

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost ...

     I Like this quote I dislike this quote

“All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renenwed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.”

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Lymphedema Therapy: Day 3

I'm now on the third day of Lymphedema Therapy. My arm is wrapped daily along with lymphatic massage. So far the swelling has reduced at least 25 %. I'm feeling tired and resting a lot. Took some pics of the therapeutically wrapped arm, here I am, all cushioned up on the sofa:




Friday, January 11, 2013

Lymphedema & Wound Care & Painkillers

Well I managed to get through getting off the painkillers with only a moderate amount of begging God to kill me immediately and get it over with. Ha ha. Now I take zero prescription drugs and none of that horrible morphine. Who invented that crap, nazi's?

What are the side effects of Morphine ?
Morphine on Wikipedia

I've increased the quantity of the Rick Simpson oil to 1 gram per day. I've learned to gauge how much  of it provides pain relief and when. Since I built my tolerance up fairly slowly I don't feel much of an intoxicated effect. If I do I just decrease the dose. I'd rather not feel high but it's a small side effect for a short time...Increasingly I no longer feel any THC effects. My pain level is getting lower and lower. I use a heating pad a lot which is wonderful on the strained back muscles.

I found a physical therapist who treats lymphedema and am starting a week long program next week. Each day she'll do a specific lymph drainage massage and then wrap my arm in a compression bandage. At the end of the week the arm is measured and a compression sleeve is ordered that I'll wear most of the time. I'm really looking forward to this treatment since it will help to return my body to a normal status. The lymph fluid can be prevented from further blockage. It's an awful feeling having pounds of lymph fluid trapped in various places, pushing on organs and creating muscle strain. Remind me to never do this again. Horrible experience.

After the lymph therapy procedures, I'm going to Mad River Hospital which has a special wound care program. For some reason the folks at St. Joseph's were unaware of this great program, no mention of it. Doesn't it seem like it would be effective and logical to offer a patient a list of local resources for their condition. For example, how nice would it have been for them to thoughtfully give me a little list before I left with possible referrals. In my case that list could've included the name and contact info of the only lymphedema certified therapist on the Redwood coast ( Lucinda Brandt) or how about info re the great wound program they have at Mad River Hospital ?

Instead I not only had to identify the problems without their help, I had to determine what was needed to resolve those problems. Lymphedema and wound care were discussed only briefly in terms of  "not much you can do" which, unfortunately for their credibility, is far from true.

Right now the wound is looking very scary. Looks like its filled with pus and turning black all around it. Sounds like gangrene symptoms to me. I'm not happy that ST. Joseph's hospital released me without one move towards wound care and without one word about the need for it. What the hell kind of health care is that? I'm going to the primary doctor to get a referral for the wound care program (at the other local hospital) on Tuesday. Things are starting to jam up on me, I need to get the lymph therapy done hopefully prior to the wound care program, don't know if they can be sccomplished at the same time, probably not, just due to time factors alone.

So far I've gotten 14 separate medical bills from the recent hospital shennanigsns. Ok? ...14 separate bills... Can anyone spell " this is an archaic molding system that needs to be completely dismantled and completely changed???? For shits sake is this the best we can do? Freaking embarrassing incompetence, maybe that's what America specializes in now?

I'm planning to use this Herbal formula for the Lymphedema.
... Not that anyone with a medical degree suggested this formula, I had to research to find it myself. ..I'll have to add up all these medical bills so I can see how much it cost me to get no relevant advice or anything that was life enhancing. Do I sound pissed about that? Well that's because I am. Our American medical system is an aging dinosaur and everyone knows it. Why is this allowed to continue? We are the richest country in the world. Is there a reason our hospitals are death factories?!?


Here's what I think Needs to happen: 1000's of people need to start picketing the hospitals... We need to hold signs that say " we want REAL medical care" .. "We want REAL cancer medicine" as is allowed in other countries. "WE WANT A CHOICE" !!! And chemotherapy with radiation is NOT the only choice!!!



Friday, January 4, 2013

Lots of Pain / The Bud Sisters Pain Relief Salve

I've been in a lot of pain for about two months now, so at first it was a big relief to get painkillers at the hospital. The relief lasted for a few days until all the side effects set in, and 3 more medications were added to counteract those. So I was wondering, well then, if the 3 new medications also have unpleasant side effects, then more medications will be added to counteract those, right? Meanwhile, I have a growing collection of little pill bottles and debit card charges. My daily life quickly becoming all about taking pills. And paying for them.

I specifically disliked the morphine and would rather go out by precise bullet than suffer out in a morphine haze. I figure that when my mind goes, I'll go too. Seems like the best arrangement. Morphine takes your mind without your permission and before the right time.

I've decided to stop taking all prescription medications except the antibiotics. It's been about 3 days since I took the last painkiller. I've been slathering on The Bud Sister's Hemp Oil Pain Relief Salve all 3days. It takes away the pain, big relief.

You can find a link to The Bud Sisters products in my links section below: featuring ethically produced, clean, organic Hemp Oil Products. The Bud Sister's pain relief salve is the best muscle salve I've ever used...it also seems to speed healing. Very impressive the first time you use it.