This is a journal of a suicide attempt. Its pretty graphic. Please be kind and leave comments and thoughts. I am hoping to spread awareness of this issue that plagues our communities and the burden it brings on both survivors and suffers.
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Nov 11th, another day in the hospital.
After the crazy night getting that NG tube back in and not remembering anything after that the nice nurse doesn't show up today. Dang she was nice. He hopes he didn't say anything stupid, knowing him. He may have. Shrugs don't dwell on it too much. It will only make makes worse and that is not what you need or want. Another procedure he has to do today. So far he has had x-rays and all sorts of scanning. It sucks. He feels he might start glowing in the dark. The pain is still there. Morphine is available. Nap time! He keeps waking up every few hours. The patient advocate starts coming in daily to see him, its probably cause he is alone in the hospital hasn't had any visitors and looks like something the dog/cat throw up. He feels worse. Just another day in paradise. She brings him in movies. Its better then watching tv. Most of the time he ends up falling asleep during them. Its fine he needs the rest. Just more of the same. He stays up again all through the night. This will be a daily occurrence.
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