“What Kind of Republican Are You”

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It was years ago when I was first elected to the Representative Town Meeting in my hometown of Fairfield CT. We had finished the organizational meeting in January when, after the formalities and I was collecting my papers to walk out, Rep Nello Ceccarellii indicated he wanted to speak to me. Nello had seemingly been on the RTM forever and came across as a real old-school Yankee.

“So Thomas!” he asked in that reedy voice that could cut concrete “what kind of Republican are you? Do you vote your own way? Or do you only vote the Republican way?”

“Mr. Ceccarellii, I only vote the Republican way. But sometimes the other Republicans don’t know which way that is.”

I expect I’ll be telling that story often over the next few weeks.

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Mr Lillis is on vacation…

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…but not unwell.

Hospital Diary #12 – (Dis)Charge!

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INR 2.8 +0.6 ☜ In range!

My INR is in range and Judy and I are waiting for my official discharge. I’ve been disconnected from the IV, the EKG leads have been removed in what was not unlike a scene from the “40 Year Old Virgin” and we are just now waiting for infectious disease doctor to give us the final “okay-doaky”. Because I’d been seen by so many doctors during my medical Odyssey hunting down the signatures for discharge is taking time. I’m not getting my hopes up until I’m home and the dogs are slobbering all over me.

Hospital Diary #11

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INR 2.2 +0.2

I’m still in the hospital and look to be for at least the next few more days unless I check myself out. I had to fight tooth-and-nail to get the pharmacy to increase my dose of Cumadin and even then they wouldn’t increase it high enough. They are making the classic mistake of treating the protocol instead of the patient.

The snow has started and, thanks to Judy, I have a front row seat. She arranged for me to be switched to the bed next to the window. I really like being able to see outside – there’s a world out there. The windows aren’t insulated so I threw on an extra blanket. After my sponge bath I’ll put on my heavier sweats for good measure.

So today should be interesting. I’ll need to contact my professors about the makeup exams I was supposed to take tomorrow. I’ll also need to see what is supposed to happen next week and make sure I don’t get behind in my readings. I’m feeling fine – it’s time to get back into my old routine (albeit, a routine in a hospital tethered to an IV drip).

Thanks for all the prayers! Keep Judy in your prayers, too. Once again I’ve given her a handful.

Tom IV

Hospital Diary #10 – Groundhog Day

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INR 2.0 —

On Tuesday I told the doctor here (among other things) that keeping me on 4 mg of Cumadin will take a week to bring up my INR to 2.5. Turns out that might be optimistic. While furious I’m not surprised – at home, being active and bouncing around my day-to-day life my maintenance dose is 4 mg. So, not surprisingly, in hospital I’m maintaining at 2.0. I’m hearing rumors they will up my dosage tonight – three days too late in my view. Not sure where to go from here – it seems that shaking a physician until their brains turn to malted milk is illegal in Ohio.

I certainly have been spending too much time on the Internet – that will rot your brain almost as much as TV. On Facebook someone asked what my high school’s motto (Qualis Fiam Talis Iam Fio) meant. Given my complete lack of school spirit and… indifferent study habits in Latin class it is the height of (non-Socratic) irony that I would have the answer. And it wasn’t even correct; I left high school much the same being as I entered. My personal growth didn’t occur until much, much later. What can I say? I’m a very late bloomer!

Even with all the time on the Internet I’m ignorant as to many of the developments, both political and sporting, in the world – I haven’t had the focus. Now I’m trying to get as much studying in for my exams Monday and I’m “Thinking the Unthinkable” (Herman Kahn reference intended) – I may not be out of here before Monday. I will handle that if it happens – I own enough trouble without borrowing any!

Hospital Diary #9 – Two steps forward; Two steps back

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INR: 2.0 —

My INR didn’t budge overnight so I’m here another day. {Insert Favorite Expletive Here} I was worried this would happen. So many variables that go into what makes the blood’s INR level that managing it is seems sometimes more art than science. So I’m here another day.

Tommy had tubes put in his ears today. He has the same problem as his Uncle Jason – the area behind his ears don’t drain properly so mucus begins to accumulate behind the ear drum. Judy tells me he did fine and the doctor drained a huge amount from behind his ear. Poor guy! The world will seem much different now that he can hear properly. Judy sure has her hands full this week – I sure love her!

I’m still not sleeping so I’m going to try and wheedle some coffee out of the kitchen. The longer I’m here the more long-term factors begin to hamper my recover.

Tom IV

Hospital Diary #8

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INR: 2.0 +0.5

My INR came up surprisingly well during the (sleepless) night. I haven’t been sleeping here but My roomie didn’t have a good night last night. I hope he pulls through.

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