I started feeling a little hinky Sunday afternoon. Felt worse on Monday. Was dizzy and I puked up my breakfast. Took my blood pressure. It was up around 190/95. Maybe just a spike. My systolic has been treneding up a little lately but usually my readings are in range. Went back to bed and slept a little. When I woke up, my BP was 142/76. Slept most of the day.
Tuesday morning, I had no appetite. When I took my BP it was 200/105. OK time to think about heading to the ER. Too dizzy to drive. I was a mes so I showered and shaved and put on clean clothes and packed a bag before calling 911. I was anticipating being checked into the hospital. That’s what happened the last time this happened, but that was pre-Obummercare.
Called 911 about 12:30 and had the ambulance take me to Northside Hospital ER. It was packed. No rooms so they had to leave me in the hall. Northside ER has over 50 rooms. One of the nurses told me it was crazy. All of the hospitals on the North side of Atlanta were this way. Took my vitals. BP still high but had dropped some. Took my blood. Doctor gave me a quick exam. Wanted my lungs x-rayed and a CT scan on my brain. Naturally the CT scan showed nothing as anyone who has followed me for years knows. They got me a room and I gave them a urine sample.
Let’s think for a minute here. Immediate lung x-ray and an immediate CT scan. This is the health care system that Obigmoth and the Dimocrats are destroying.
Before they got me into a room, I overheard the doctor talking on the phone to whom sounded like the admitting doctor for my HMO. After I got into the room, by BP had dropped to 176/85. “Look, he said! “Your BP is dropping.” It eventually dropped to 155/95. He came back into my room and told me none of the tests showed anything unusual. At my level of injury it was very likely I would be dysreflexive with my bladder. My urine looked OK so that left out a urinary tract infection.I never get septic from utis because I catch them early enough. The lungs looked OK. My blood work showed my kidneys were working fine. The CT scan showed nothing. Then he gave me a song and dance about how my doses of atenolol and lisenopril were both very low. He suggested I double my dose of lisenopril and see my doctor within the next three days and he was discharging me. I think he wanted to admit me to the hospital and get me stabilized, which is what happened before Obummercare, but my HMO physician said no. After all, I am almost 70.
Let’s talk about 70. Obummercare guidelines say for patients over 70 no longer give them PSAs (prostate cancer blood test) or digital probes of the prostate. If you haven’t gotten prostate cancer before 70, good for you. If you get it after 70, too bad. You’re old. Go ahead and die. Sarah Palin was correct. There are death panels. Anyway, prostate cancer is the least of my worries. My PSA has always been super low. What’s gonna get me is a stroke. That’s what got my maternal grandfather.
So, they had to call an ambulance to get me home and the service was backed up and they needed the room so I was relegated back to the hall. I was of mixed feelings. I hate hospitals and hate staying in them and I had put off my visit to the ER by a day for just that reason, but I think sending me home was wrong. My sweet nurse, Sam, got me a dinner while I was waiting for the ambulance. Got home around 8:00.
It sucks getting old. Especially if you are a crip. The good news? I won’t be around to see the final demise of this once great country that Obongo has fundamentally transformed aided and abetted by spineless RINOs, like Bitch McConnell, Little Lindsey Graham, Johnny McRINO, and Paul Ryan.
My late Marine Col. Father In Law died 5 years ago at 87. He always said that getting old isn’t for sissies.
Best of luck my friend.
I’m 86. Living in a retirement community with some residents over 100. I’ve been making the sissy remark for years.
Good 4 U Art!
Seconded!
I knew something was up. Glad you’re feeling better, Denny. Goddamn whore UniParty politicians have done nothing other than turn a birth certificate into a document stating our labor is owed to the federal debt. Human chattel. Get too old and chattel is no longer paying labor into the federal charge card min. payment due? Fuck you, die.
I just want to live long enough to Trump The Cunt on November 8.
Glad to hear you still breathing, Denny. Was worried about no more Saturday Boobage. Ya, I’d miss you too. 🙂
Feel better and just to make you a little more optimistic I got 4 years on ya so when I hit the ER next time I may not be able to do a 180 and you’ll carry on with the gross aureole pics and I won’t be around to call you out!
Feel better!
Just remember to say hello to Pumpman when you get there … unless one of you didn’t.
Please stay around for a few more years I am 71 and I can’t make it without your humor, otherwise (more than likely) these liberals will be the death of me and I won’t have a smile on my face when I die.
As an aside, RiverRat, were you part of the MRF over in the delta? I spent part of ’68 with the 9th ID.
Well . . . my sympathies — and my empathies. I get those 195/98 spikes from time to time. Hate that goddam pill cocktail I gotta take every mornin & evenin, but I reckon it’s keepin me alive, that and the Lipitor.
HATE hospitals. Docs keep callin me in for scans and blood tests and scopes and chest pics and all that stuff. Last time a colonoscopy was recommended, I said, “No.” Reason is that I damned near didn’t come out of the anaesthesia when I went in for surgery a few years ago, and at my last colonoscopy the tech said it took me twice as long to come back as it shoulda.
Anyway, I’m 75, so I doubt that colon or prostate cancer will kill me. Might die WITH ’em, but not because of ’em. Like you, it’s gonna be a stroke, or a coronary. My coronaries are tiny little critters, and they’re all slaked up with cholesterol from too many years of self-indulgence and livin with a SouthEast Asian woman who starts every meal she cooks with garlic, onion, and pork fat. Prob’ly why I got a classic case of GERD, too.
Anyway, hang in, Dude. Since you and I share many perspectives on various issues, including religion, I’m sure you’ll agree that although you got a cosmic pie in the face a long time ago, this side of the grass is better than the other side.
Excelsior! And Bon Chance.
Read your blog a lot Denny, never post. I got two years on ya, also a vet … hang in there man, you are one of the very few rays of common sense I read.
Ron in Ohio sez:
Denny:
The “in Ohio” of my moniker says loads. and I have a few years on ya’.
Even though both my wife and I hail from Indiana with lots of family there and had been residents of Michigan for almost 30 years with even more family there, we both decided to remain here in Ohio after some 10+ years and some 4 years after the job ended and I had to be “Retarded” without any but a few 2nd generation family members of my family being over a hundred miles away.
Why? Because of the exceptional medical care. My dear wife has had a few serious medical problems that required immediate and expert care. She received them quickly and competently both locally and in Columbus, some 50 miles away. Much more than we could have expected in Indiana and most certainly in Michigan under O’bummer-Care. Ours is an Ohio state only Medi-Care supplement called Medi-Gold of which I recommend highly.
My point to you and your loyal readers is this; Really check-out which state and which provider is going to give ya’ the most “quality of life” care before ya’ settle down to your final destination. It really does matter as does the fact that our living in a 30,000 pop. county as apposed to a major city has to do with immediate care.
Lot’s of luck in your future treatment and remedies. I would add more if I thought that you were a believer in what I had to add.
Condolences for your situation are for sissies! Fuck Obama. Stay safe, Denny.
Denny, I am sorry to learn of your ailments, and hope all is back to (sort-of ) normal.
I was tempted to suggest a “Poughkeepsie re-boot”. This is a phrase from your Mattel days, and I know not what it means other than a slightly derogatory term for turning the computer off then on. So I shall not prescribe it as a remedy.
Actually the proper term is Poughkeepsie Reset but it means the same. Turn off, then on which causes a reboot. Fixed many things that way including a microwave oven.
It’s almost always my first support question with Windows machines, “did you reboot it?”
Solves the problems 9 times out of 10.
Denny,
When will you sister and BIL coming back from the Old World?
We all need them to be back here to tae good care of you. Maybe you should consider moving up there to be near their home.
HG.
Denny, your BP is way too fucking high. If your concern is a stroke, I would get that down man. I would freak out if mine ever reached 155/95.
I hope to hell I never need any “health care” I’m in perfect health(knock on wood) but you never know. I’m turning 65 in a few months and see I must sign up for MediCare or I lose my SS. Motherfuckers.
Gee MM, getting on Medicare:What you have to look forward to:
1) http://nypost.com/2016/06/21/obama-is-gutting-medicare/
2) http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/3442456/posts
TheCunt, and Paul Ryan, undoubtedly will continue on the faggy mulatto-in-chief’s charted course.
Trump or, it all goes in the shitter.
According to the heart specialist my mother worked for as a nurse for in the 1960’s, systolic is mostly irrelevant, it’s the diastolic that is to be watched. 80 – 90 is completely normal according to what I’ve been told. Of course, that same doctor hated the AMA even back then as they were on his ass to write prescriptions, which he eventually shut his practice down, retiring early ’cause he saw the handwriting on the wall: face being blackballed and destroyed financially.
For me, I eat naturally, meaning, red meat, pork, poultry, fish and vegetables. Limited grains and, avoid vegetable oils like the plague. Only downfall is potatoes – refuse to give them up. Love a baked potato slathered in butter and buried in sour cream. Love my fries, too. Salt of the earth is said for a reason. Without it – we die.
Eat, drink and be merry. No one gets out of this life alive. I eat any damn thing I want, drink any damn thing I want and, I’ve smoked a pack or two of my roll your own’s a day for the past 37 years. Nothing better than watching the sun rise over the lake with a mug of coffee and, the morning cigarette. Nothing.
Systolic is all over the map as its always been, however, diastolic is comfortably within aforementioned range for being at half-century mark, am doing something right or, the old doctor and my mother knew what the hell they were talking about.
Ps. statins will kill you: https://market-ticker.org/akcs-www?post=225953
Hell, Denny, you’re tougher than the system, and we ain’t lettin’ you shuffle off this mortal coil while there’s boobage to be posted.
Seriously, though, I was gettin’ a bit worried. Glad you at least tried to get things taken care of. I take my BP every few days, myself. Here’s a tip, though. Don’t sneeze with the cuff on. Makes mine re-inflate and it thinks it has to look for a high end at up around 230. Feels like it’s gonna cut my arm off.
Sorry to hear you’ve been unwell. I went to the doctor last month for my meds and she showed me the list of the questions she has to ask me to get reimbursed. Among them were “Do you have a gun?,” “Can you climb steps?,” and many more “none of your damned business” questions. I’m 62, so I’m not at the Medicare stage yet. I’m only presuming they ask that so they can weed out the old and sick and withhold care. I intend to live as long as I can to spite both them and my children.
Yeah, I kinda thought given your history , something was up but once again you persevered as always!. congratulations
Anyway I am now 75 with two successful bouts with cancer behind me & two knee replacements so I can continue trekking through the wilderness.
I agree with your thoughts about hospitals but have a special affinity for Cleveland Clinic….gotta love them people!
Anyway I still get my PSA test every 3 months & am convinced you got many years left my friend. Take care .Dudley1
Hey Denny;
Glad you survived the latest foray into the dens of illegal immigrants and surly black people. As Toejan stated, we gotta have you back for no other reason than the saturday boobage…..priorities you understand.
Denny -I’m sure you’re getting good medical advises. But let me add mine. Don’t hesitate to return to ER anytime soon if those symptoms don’t clear out and if the BP spikes up again. ER might possibly have missed something in all the tests they did. And they always change the dosage of one of your pills when they don’t know what happened to you and can’t explain clearly why you fell bad enough to call 911. Then, they send you back home. And often the changed dose makes you sicker.
ER (Toronto) did that to me last fall. I had to call 911 twice in 2 weeks for them to finally do extended tests and to discover that my electrolytes were all screwed up. I could hardly stand up and use my walker anymore. They had to admit me. And it took the hospital a month to put me back on my feet, able to walk and to eat again. I assure you, it took courage to scream for help at 86. I will die when God so decides, never because of lack of proper care and attention in my own country.
I hope and pray that you feel well soon.
Claudia, you tell him. We want both of you around for many more years.
Rarely post here, Denny but have been a solid reader for 1.5 years. Glad your doing better. America needs more men like you, the wisdom you provide and your sharp wit.
Take Care
Denny, I’m glad it was nothing too serious.
I often dream of placing you in the Oval Office for 8 years to prove that this country can be “fixed” if we would make intelligent decisions on Election Day.
Damn, M2K, now you’ve got me thinkin’ about writin’ in Denny in November.
Good idea! Heck, I’ll do the same on Election Day. If he campaigned, he could have a slogan that read, “GOC for the USA. Common sense returns to politics.”