Home From Hospital

hollydolly said:
Well there you are .(y)..I was wondering what had happened to you , very concerned, but thank goodness you came out the other side of this Pandemic.. just as my husband did back in March but it really took it's toll on him...

How are you feeling generally now they've released you from hospital ? are you still feeling weak..did you lose your sense of smell & taste like my o/h... ?

Great to have you back and know you're on the mend... 🥰
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What does "o/h" mean? I'm guessing the "h" stands for "husband", but the "o"?
 

oldman said:
Went into hospital for three days and was on a ventilator for two of the three. I was given three different drugs, plus Saline through an IV and was also being given injections of another drug every 4-6 hours. Fever finally broke and hasn’t returned since Saturday morning at 3:30 a.m.

I was released this morning about 9:00 a.m. and sent home. I feel so much better, but my breathing is now only just a bit labored. I do have some appetite, but what a difference compared to just a few days ago. The doctor said my prognosis is “recoverable.”
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Glad you're feeling better, wishing you a complete recovery. Please take care.
 
Thanks again, everyone. I really and truly mean this. Sometimes, I don't think I am supposed to be here, but I am. It was touch and go on two different nights. I surrendered to God, but he didn't take me. I guess my work isn't done here yet. My priest wasn't allowed on the floor either.

I felt so bad for the patients who had to lie in bed and not have any visitors. I was OK with it, but it would have been nice if my wife could have just stopped in for a few minutes. Everyone in the COVID ward was dressed like they were in outer space suits. The nurse that gave the meds had a breathing tube connected to her suit at the very top where her neck met the hood she wore. I don't know what that was all about. Maybe I was dreaming that, but I'm sure that's what it was. Even her laptop was sealed in something that looked like plastic wrap that the Deli puts on a sandwich.

I knew the man beside me wasn't going to make it. They came into the room at about 2 a.m. and disconnected his tubes, including his ventilator. Two hours later, they wheeled him out of the room with a sheet over him. Even though they closed the curtains between us, I could still see what was going on. It was so sad that it brought tears to my eyes. This being so close to Christmas, it made everything seem worse than maybe what it was. An hour or so later, another blue flashing light went off. I could see the reflection out in the hallway. All of a sudden, the two nurses that were in our room took off down the hall. It was scary stuff.

The nurses made us eat. They told me that if I didn't start eating, they were going to insert a feeding tube. I lost 9 pounds while in the hospital and I really couldn't afford to lose any weight. Now, none of my clothes fit and I just bought a bunch of new stuff for this winter. I wasn't permitted out of bed for the first two days. They were afraid that I would fall because the therapeutics that I was being given causes dizziness and the nurse told me that they didn't have anyone available to walk with me. It was "all hands on deck." (Her words.) They were asking for anyone (nurses or doctors) that had retired within the last three years to come back during this pandemic to help.

Still no taste or smell, but I'm alive, so I'm not complaining.
 
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