No, not Trin
More infection and general BS.
Hopefully this'll be a short stay until they figure out some antibiotics then home again.

Aww poor Rat Fink.
Big hugs n kisses, hope you feel much better soon

Sorry to hear that, hope you'll be better & back online soon.
Best, Clive

Get well soon!!

Starting to feel like a lab "rat", I'll bet. Hopefully they'll figure out which little critter in there is causing all the problems so they can kill it. Then you'll be out causing more trouble again.

Hope you get it sorted soon.
ed

Ratty, get well soon bud!

Well, the're gunna debride (cut the dead tissue off) the gaping wound on my ass on Thursday and attempt to close it up. If all goes well I might be home next week.

Good luck Rat! Hope all goes well for you and you're back home soon!

Best of luck & hope you'll be home soon!

that sucks, hope you soon on the mend and back home again ratty

Good luck, mate. Hope everything goes OK.

Awwww you better be home for Halloween... no hospital this time remember??? Get well soon and GET HOME!

Tanks guys. If I'm still here on Halloween I'm breaking out!

Well, they debrided my arse at 8am this morning. Was out of the room for less than an hour. Gunna be here at least another week

Sending you Speedy Recovery wishes!!

Ugggghhh debris is a pain in the ass... literally! Hope you're keeping your sanity...

Hope you feel better soon and escape back home. I am desperately trying to avoid going in myself at the moment. My lung disease has really flared up again and I've got an eosinophillic pneumonia where my own body is now attacking my lungs again. So I we may soon be sending messages to each other with us both in hospital.

Big hugs coming your way
xxx

While, this morning I found out just how big this wound is. At the widest points, 5cm x 4 1/2cm x 3cm deep

Is healthy tissue growing back??

So sorry Jules -- keep us updated!

Yep. They gunna stitch it up next Thursday.

And jules, get better!

Chris, hope those stitches do the job, I'm thinking of you, get well soon

Jules, sad to hear of your troubles, I'm thinking of you as well

Ratty,

Good luck. And whatever it takes to heal it this time, that's what you gotta do.

Luckily this internet stuff can keep you occupied wherever you are.

Best,

Gordon

Wish I hadn't wrecked my laptop

Keep hanging in there Ratty, I am still holding out at home at the moment, am quite reliant on oxygen at the moment, though, D-Day on Wednesday am having CT Scan to check on my growths in my lungs - The steroids I need to treat the eosinophillic pneumonia mean that my growths are more likely to grow again. Talk about rock and a hard place!

Crappy. CT scans suck! That crap you gotta drink is horrible and I always get the cranky rough nurse stuck the IV in.

Anywhoo, doc says I should be able to hol home Monday

Maybe you oughta just stay there for a while, relax a bit. Kick back, shoot the shit with the other sicko's. I'll have some pizzas n' beer brought in. Maybe watch a movie or two. Why you always so sick all the time? You some kinda sissy? Come on kiddo, let's man up a bit. No son o' mine should be so dang wussified.

GET WELL SOON!

he rats always in the wars get better soon alex

Maybe its them young nurses that keep luring you back, all the best and keep your best side up.

Rattis and Jules,

I am keeping you both in my prayers, storming the gates of heaven...
This gig of being a professional patient sucks.

Pwuff

It's definitely NOT the nurses! Ever wanna scream at the top of your lungs but you can't? AARRRGG!!!

You should just scream!! Makes ya feel better!!!

Finally told one of em to leave my stuff the f*@k alone and stop moving my phone and water and ect across the room cus my arms aren't that long and I sure as hell can't get up and go get it, especially when they hide my damn chair in the bathroom! Felt better.

Talk about a damn gong show! They decide I gotta be NPO so the doc can put in a few stitches. And as if that doesn't make enough sence, the stroke of midnight they come in here and hide every scrap of food and anything close to water (including a bottle of saline) like I'm some sort of criminal that can't be trusted. Then leave the damn light on glaring in my eyes. I rang the bell for them to come shut it off, but that never happened. Eventually I fell asleep with it on.
Then this morning at 6am an OR nurse, which apparently stands for Old Retard wakes me up. I transfer myself onto the stretcher and when she asks if I want my head up I say no, then she cranks it up anyway, hurting my back. Then hits every wall all the way to the OR. I'm sure she voted in every federal election this country's ever had. She looked like her bones were half dust!
Then they want to stick an IV in my arm. That's about where lost it. Why? We need to hook you up to some saline. Why? Well because we always do when someone goes in the OR. For Christ sakes, he's putting in maybe 7 or 8 stitches and you guys make out like it's major surgery. Last time I had anything debrided total time from when the doc decided to do it to when it was done was 30 minutes and he did it right in the room, here it's 2 weeks! We're not using any annestetic, I can't feel anything. She still insisted that I needed the IV, and I seriously doubt she even knew what saline is. Pretty sure here suggestion would be to bleed me with leeches. I finally told her let's see what the doctor says. She disappeared and returned a few minutes later and never said another word about it. But she still had to stick the damn leads on my chest to monitor my heart. Oi! They were never hooked up.
Meantime, some 12 year old kid next to me there to get his tonsils out pouting and crying over every little thing. They take his blood pressure and it's "Ow! Ow! Owie! Ow! Braahahoo!" Suck it up princess. Of course his old man sits there looking o so important with the same dopey look on his face as the kid.
Anyway, when I finally got in the room with people with brains that didn't have cave rot, the doc comes in, offers me a coffee, then asks for bailing twine and a stapler and goes to work.
Half hour later I was back in the room. Doc says I should be going home Monday.

You lead such an exiting life. I'm almost envious. ........... I'm lying of course.
Try staying at home a little longer this time, eh.

gees

Get home damn it! I've heard enough about your rump to put my off my breakfast.

Sorry, I'm working on it. With any luck, 4 more days

Be thankful you haven't witness the photos. I wish I had the ability to "unsee" things!

eewww morbid curiosity ewwww

Pics of my ass don't exist (this time)

Ratt,
Sounds like here in the good 'ol USA with your "surgery". Anyone going into a surgical room does so with an IV attached. Whatever gets the hospital an extra $2,000.00 tacked onto the bill, they'll find it. Even if I didn't need anesthesia, that didn't stop them from getting the Anesthesiologist and his local doping agent on hand. I got the works all right, and only for a biopsy that took 10 minutes to perform. Just rediculous.