It's late but we're home

Not all questions answered yet, but all is well for another day.

Short, likely typo-laden, update

Well, I'm still at Northside, but there is progress. CT indicated some fluid had collected in my lower right chest cavity. Had that removed this afternoon. Immediate relief!  Hoping I can go home tomorrow while waiting for test results.

Lastest unfun developments

The last couple of days have been difficult ones. I've had a hard time managing my pain medications, and I've been getting increasingly short of breath and increasingly short of patience with my iPad's autocorrect feature.

I have been at home recovering from my thoracotomy procedure since Monday, April 22nd. However, since increasingly frustrating episodes of shortness of breath, Paul and I decided a trip to the hospital's emergency department today was a good idea. Nothing's seems to be of a dire nature, but I'm being kept overnight for observations.

My main complaint is that I can't quite gets my words to come out the way I want them too.

Will keep you posted as medical science and social networking capabilities improve.

This is what I've been trying to get out for at least three days now

Iced. …-_q1




Truly. I've been drooling over my iPad, and I'm convinced this phrase is somehow linking me to the universe. I can't just delete it and move on.

I've also come to understand the two greatest inventions in the history of humankind are Spanx and OxyContin.

Blessed

There's no more appropriate word to describe how I feel right now.

I got a reasonable amount of hospital room sleep last night. All my tubes and connections were removed just a little while ago, with the exception of my oxygen level and chest monitors. I'm almost free to roam the corridors at will.

Thank goodness Paul went home to sleep in his own bed last night. He'd have an apoplectic fit every time I moved in my hospital bed to reposition myself, afraid I was disconnecting some sort of life essential line or probe.   I think today will be much easier for him too.

But, back to the blessed concept..a surgery that turned out to be routine. A recovery that already has me doing laps around the hospital corridors...ok, they're very slow laps with a walker, but they are laps nonetheless. The nursing staff is absolutely top knotch.

And later today, Paul is bringing the boys for a visit.

I'm baack

And I'm feeling amazingly well. Very woozy from the pain meds, but feeling so much better than I ever thought I would. More soon when I get more of my wits back.

Breathe...

Guest blogger Paul here...Beth will return shortly

Beth's surgery went very well. Dr. Moore called it "routine", and one of the smoothest he has done in a while. He took out the one nodule we knew about, and two small ones he found while while feeling my wife's lungs. So Beth ticked up the % of patients where he found something more (see previous post).

No surprises, and no complications. I can breathe again.

Thanks for everyone's thoughts and prayers. We're almost done with this odyssey.