I know, I know! (July adventures part 1)

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I know I haven't been around much. A whole lot of stuff has been happening. So... where do I start? Okay, we, the roommate and I, got through the Forth of July without too much stuff happening. Well, until July 6th anyway. We will start there... So, the roommate had taken a shower, and then she called me to come in, not something she's ever done before. She did have a towel wrapped around her so nothing to see either. "Can you tell me about my toe?" she asked. (Oh, did I fail to mention she's not seeing real well either?) I walked to the edge of the door and looked at her toe. "Get dressed," I told her, "I'm taking you to the ER." I am not a doctor, but I have lived for 71 years and, while most of those were kind of low on the impact spectrum, after my friend Connie (Maggiepie) started getting sick, a lot, I started adding human issues to my growing number of cat ones. They admitted her that night and the next day she had the toe amputated. I went to see her the next day, but let us remember that I hurt my back a number of years ago - almost 2 years... I can not walk far without my back becoming very painful. I had to push myself to the point of panting in pain to see her the first time. And I had to sit down twice that day, both ways. The next day I realized the ER entrance was closer to the elevator than the temporary main entrance and I went in that way on Tuesday. I did have to push to panting again but only had to sit once. Oh, and they also put in a dialysis port on her. Now, Tuesday morning I went to see one of my doctors. My blood pressure there was 199/90. Now, this doc doesn't do blood pressure, but she did suggest I get it checked out... So, after I left the roommate I, stupidly in my opinion, stopped at the ER myself. It was 255/110 that time. Yeah, they weren't going to let me out... "Does your head hurt?" a nurse type person asked. "Yes, it hurts all the time." "Does your chest hurt?" "Yes, it hurts all the time." "Does your shoulder or arm hurt?" "No." Yeah I got admitted. They did a CT scan on my head. They later did a CT scan on my torso. The next day I got to ask the nurse what the scans showed. "Nothing, they were perfectly fine." (Why am I not surprised?) I had to call a friend to bring the dog in and other stuff I didn't have anyone in the house to do it. On Wednesday I had to get up since their very clever sponge thing to catch pee, didn't work so good for me. They found a potty chair and one of the helpers asked if I had been there before. "No... well... I had been there on Monday to see my roommate who had a toe removed." "Oh, that's where I've seen you, I was working that day." I don't think of myself as too memorable, but... maybe? The doctor I saw on Wednesday was nice he knew the doctor that suggested I have the BP checked out. I did complain about the over night doctor who bawled me out because I guess I wasn't 'worried' enough about my BP. I explained that my BP is very tied to my level of pain. If my pain is high, then so is my BP. I honestly explained that to just about anyone who asked how I was feeling. I felt like I was just wasting the room I was in. Not just being in the hospital, okay, maybe I need to be in the hospital... but in the ICU? And not just a regular room in the ICU but one of those where there is a nurse for just 2 or 3 people. I had taken the roommate to this hospital because it isn't one of the busy ones in town. And it wasn't busy this time either. The daytime doctor 'sprung' me. He said that having a constant 160/80-ish BP is not something too high for not wanting to be in the hospital. He had found a BP medication that doesn't have corn starch! So, I got home on the 10th. And how is your summer going?