Sunday, May 26, 2013

Poor, Poor Pitiful Me

I know that I’ve been strangely silent of late.  I’m still at home recovering.  I went to see both my surgeon and infectious disease doctor last week.  The surgeon found another area, near the first, that caused him concern.  He excised more skin and there was additional drainage from that area.  I go back to see him this Wednesday.  The infectious disease doctor doesn’t seem as concerned.  At my urging, he continued my IV antibiotics for another week, then is switching me to oral antibiotics.  He didn’t change the IV antibiotic even though the first area is still draining and a new area has cropped up.  I’m not a doctor, nor do I play one on tv, but it seems logical to me that the current IV antibiotic not only hasn’t cleared up the infection, but also hasn’t stopped it from spreading.  Hopefully the results of the culture sent out by my surgeon will result in trying a different antibiotic.  

PICC line for IV antibiotics - not me in picture

I had planned to put up a post following the massive tornado strike in Moore, OK early last week.  It’s written (mostly), but I just lost my motivation.  The focus is on the plight of animals in all types of disasters.  Following the unexpected minor surgery last Wednesday, I was in a lot of pain and, frankly, feeling sorry for myself and down in the dumps.  Yes, I can be ridiculously self-centered and pissy.  I really don’t make a good patient, maybe because I’m an impatient person and I despise being held back by infirmities.  

I haven’t felt like watching my favorite “political” programs on MSNBC or even Jon Stewart’s show.  The crap going on both on Capitol Hill and in state legislatures across the country is so overwhelmingly horrible that it is demoralizing, at least for me.  The firm grip that major corporations and uber-wealthy activists (yes, Koch Brothers, I’m talking about you) is unbelievably maddening.  Often times it leaves me feeling hopeless, which is much easier to accomplish in my doom and gloom mindset.  Instead, I’ve spent much of my time napping, playing Cat Herder – an online game, or watching television.  On the television front there is some good news.  Both The Glades and Longmire are premiering tomorrow night.  Major Crimes on TNT will be back on later in June (bad news, these shows conflict with each other).  In the fall, ABC has picked up the Joss & Jed Whedon/Melissa Tancheroen show, The Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. – WHOO HOO!  There is the problem that it’s opposite one of my favorites – NCIS.  Love me some Mark Harmon.  

I will make a shout out to the incredible women of Sky Dancing.  I have been getting my political fix from them.  With their amazing posts, a couple of times each day, I am able to keep up with not only the rancid news of the day, but amazing stuff happening as well.  Sky Dancing has been my lifeline to the real world through the eyes of like-minded bloggers and readers.  Thanks to one and all there for giving me a modicum of sanity in this insane world.  And, of course, my darling kitties and crazy dog, Maggie, have kept me smiling…..except when Maggie insists on barking at absolutely nothing.  


  1. Why do you get these infections? Just wondering. I hope you get better. Being sick is not fun and boring too, but I'm glad you are enjoying some shows. I just found Longmire and I like it. I haven't heard of those other shows. I watch shows like that online, when they allow it, usually a few days after an episode airs. I even like Bates Motel as it is really sick, the entire town they live in is sick. You hope its just the Bates messed up, but in reality, it's the whole damn town and everyone in it. Then I realize everyone is pretty messed up because I've run into people like on that show here. I stay away from politics now as there's nothing I can do to change things, except in my tiny world here, and it only makes me nuts. I'm much happier and more content and sleep better since leaving politics out of my life. I figure people who run for major office are crazy anyhow, want power, want to control people.

    1. I've been getting these infected cysts since I was in college. It's only been the last about 3 years that they've "gone viral" on me. I think it's because I'm diabetic, which is an impediment to healing.

      Gotta say that I agree with your assessment of people running for political office in most cases. Of course, as far as I'm concerned, the lunacy is mostly concentrated on the right (but incorrect) side of the spectrum.

      There are lots of shows that are online for free now. NCIS is free on CBS - a few of the most recent episodes at a time. Same with Bones. I haven't checked for Castle. Usually it's either the network websites or I haven't watched Bates Motel - frankly I avoid shows where the "protagonist" is the main character. I'm old school, I like the "good guy" to wear a white hat. Even though good guys rarely exist in real life, I still want that in my entertainment. And I'm not a fan of the horror genre, unless it's a Joss show like Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel. I like happy endings.

      BTW, so sad about Hobo. But, at least, he experienced care and love for a bit. And you're right - had you not stepped up to the plate he would have gone through a miserable, prolonged illness before dying alone. That's no way for anyone - human or animal - to go. Love & caring doesn't cost a thing & you've shared it in buckets full. I know it takes a toll (been there, done that) - but the rewards far outweigh the sadness. I am so glad you do what you do!

  2. Yes, they do outweight the the sadness. I know what these cats go through out there, with nobody caring for them and about the prolonged horrible deaths. HObo did not come out of surgery well at all, was wobbly with heaving heart three days afterwards, very pale tongue and gums. I knew he was late stage something, thought more likely FIV, but was not surprised by the Felk, since other males in that area had been positive. I hoped very much it was just from parasites and no care, but...the big boys suffer horribly if not fixed. It was a horrible realization, but then I knew, really, it would not be ok for him. A male that old, free roaming unfixed, almost never is ok. But he didn't take days to die under a bush, in the rain, wet and in pain. So yes, he had a good ending.

  3. I think it's fine to be self-centered, and yes, even pissy sometimes. YOU are important. I hope that you are feeling much better soon. Heal, rest, and veg out like a couch potato.

    1. Got good news from the surgeon today - he's very pleased with how the wound is healing. I'm going back to work on Monday. At least that's my plan. I love my surgeon & his nurse. They have been so wonderful. And, surprise, the nurse told me I've been a terrific patient - go figure. They must get some real monsters.

      Hug that new baby kitty of yours for me. And definitely give her a belly rub for me. She is so darling.