I actually have an excuse (sort of) for
not writing for a while. I'm currently writing from Albany, NY. I'm
here taking a summer class for my bachelors degree, one not offered
in Middle-of-Nowhere, NC. My aim is to graduate in the spring,
finishing only two years after I initially planned (to be fair I had
a few events that “interrupted” my scheduled course load). So
here I am. At the moment the internet is only available though the local
library and/or a local coffee shop but we're hopefully in the process
of remedying this.
Care for my back has continued to
follow me no matter how far I seem to hobble. The wound on my back is
still open and healing ridiculously slowly. It's being drained by a
Wound V.A.C. pump, a vacuum powered drain. My mother has now taken over
the dressing changes for my back, mostly out of frustration from dealing with stupid
schedulers. She's a registered nurse and does a better job than the
majority of nurses who've done the job before her. My dressings need
changing every 2-3 days so I'm lucky to have her.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
The View From Up Here
Love you mom!
Though I still have the vacuum pump, I
did loose the JP drains (my horse tail) and the PICC line IV pump
that I've lived with the last two months. I feel like a free man!
Anyone who's seen me lately knows that every time I left the house I
had to carry the bag with my IV pump, bag with my Wound-VAC, dragging
at least one of my multiple drains, and hauling my gigantic backpack
full of medical supplies for the above. I began to feel more and more
like a bionic pack-mule.
This picture came with directions for how to outfit your mule for a coming apocalypse.
My class lasts six weeks and I don't
know how much time I'll have to write. I'm taking Developmental
Biology, learning all the ins and outs of developing organisms. It's
sure to be an interesting class but also an intense one. As a matter
of fact I should be studying right now. Ah well, back to the salt
mines...
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