Friday, May 24, 2024
Wednesday, May 22, 2024
I Walk Jasper a Lot
I walk Jasper a lot - three walks a day. Jasper insists on maximum walks.
How much am I walking every day? About four miles a day, more or less.
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Standard Walk 1 - 1.08 miles
Standard Walk 2 - 1.50 miles
Standard Walk 3 - 1.59 miles
In The Hospital - May 19/20, 2024
The basic problem is my heart is no longer linked to any corporeal standard or necessity, sometimes slowing down and sometime pegging at high speeds, depending on any whim or suggestion it encounters. My heart has detached, and behaves like the head of the "King of the Moon" here:
Moving from Room C in the ER to Room 4214 in the hospital. I shared the space with someone who had just received his first pacemaker.
Parked just after Room 4214 became available in the hospital. I was impressed with the bank of phones behind the counter to the left. Every phone was in use. Modern medicine is based entirely on communication of highly-detailed information.
Rachel brought over this stuffed toy. It represents Rachel and her son Jack, but it can also represent me and my puppy Jasper.
My bed in Room 4214 as I was checking out late on Monday afternoon. I stayed longer than I wanted. On Sunday afternoon, cardiologist Dr. Behnamfar approved my departure from the hospital, but the fellow who had to give the actual orders, the hospitalist, was unreachable. Without orders, the nurses refused to terminate the diltiazem drip and I ended up staying another day.
Moving from Room C in the ER to Room 4214 in the hospital. I shared the space with someone who had just received his first pacemaker.
Parked just after Room 4214 became available in the hospital. I was impressed with the bank of phones behind the counter to the left. Every phone was in use. Modern medicine is based entirely on communication of highly-detailed information.
Rachel brought over this stuffed toy. It represents Rachel and her son Jack, but it can also represent me and my puppy Jasper.
My bed in Room 4214 as I was checking out late on Monday afternoon. I stayed longer than I wanted. On Sunday afternoon, cardiologist Dr. Behnamfar approved my departure from the hospital, but the fellow who had to give the actual orders, the hospitalist, was unreachable. Without orders, the nurses refused to terminate the diltiazem drip and I ended up staying another day.
By Sunday evening that drip finally slowed my heart to a crawl.
I was interesting talking to one nurse. He was reading material and trying to quickly summarize video information from a 2018 catheterization of my heart, and said I had "ratty-looking" atria. I felt self-conscious about my atria. They're good-looking atria! I insist!
Visit to the Emergency Room - May 18/19, 2024
It came to my attention on Friday that my heartbeat was racing too fast. I had gone to a clinic because I thought I might be suffering a bit of early-stage pneumonia. The clinic folks said no, I wasn't suffering any pneumonia, but my heart was going too fast, which they backed up with an EKG. They insisted I go to the emergency room.
I refused to go to the ER, saying I would go home and take the medicine I had for that exact purpose: metoprolol tartrate, a sort of emergency response to too high heartbeat. And that's what I did. Unexpectedly, the medication failed to corral the heartbeat.
Reluctantly, a day later, on Saturday evening, I went to the emergency room, expecting a late-night conversion, similar to what happened in January, 2022.
At first, things went well, with use of another drug, diltiazem, but apparently the dose was too small. The heart started misbehaving again, so I ended up in a sleepless limbo, waiting for - improvement. I started getting diltiazem as a drip.
I was in a big-city emergency room on a weekend night. At 3 a.m., everything stopped. Two women were wheeled in, with a mob of cops. One woman was screaming in agony: “THEY SHOT US! THEY SHOT US! THEY SHOT US!” And being shot hurts something fierce.
Hoping for the best here. Some people have terrible troubles:
Here I am, shortly after I arrived at 9:30 p.m., in Room C of the Sutter Medical Center in midtown Sacramento.
Floral sort of art on the wall.
Mysterious apparati in Room C in the ER.
More floral art.
SACRAMENTO, Calif. — The Sacramento County Sheriff's Office said a shooting near Howe Avenue and El Camino Avenue left two women hurt early Sunday morning.
According to the sheriff's office, the shooting was reported around 4:35 a.m. The call came from a local hospital after the two women were brought into the emergency room.
Both women are expected to survive.
Deputies found the scene near El Camino and Howe avenues and continue to investigate the incident.
Here I am, shortly after I arrived at 9:30 p.m., in Room C of the Sutter Medical Center in midtown Sacramento.
Floral sort of art on the wall.
Mysterious apparati in Room C in the ER.
More floral art.
Tuesday, May 21, 2024
It's Fuffer Time in Sacramento!
Fuffer refers to the fluffy oak florets that rain down from the various oak trees in Sacramento, particularly the Valley Oaks. Katherine Arthur dubbed these florets "fuffers." In this photo, the fuffers litter the ground.
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