And we finally made it to less than 30ml a day for 2 days! So as instructed, we called the office-from-hell to set up taking the drain out. We girded our loins. We were ready, too excited about getting rid of the drain to worry about a long wait. So then the secretary said in her most carefree voice "oh sure just come in anytime and a nurse can take it out." So you know what we're thinking. Right. We'll just pop in for a bit and you can just get us in there between the people who have been waiting for 2 hours...
But darned if we didn't get in there to a packed waiting room, sit for 2 minutes, get called in and de-drained in under 20 minutes. AND our doc popped in just to check on Becca while she was there. Huh?!?! Either we paid it forward so majorly last time, or we have discovered yet another manifestation of poor office management. At least there are sometimes people who benefit, I suppose.
Without further ado, the new drain song. If you didn't appreciate the last one, this one is no better. Stop reading now. Really.
Ahhhhhhh am so glad I don't have a tube stickin' outta my armpit!
Iiiiit's nice to not have to worry about hiding my bag of gut juice at a baseball game!
Jaaaaack will be glad I'm not spilling guts on his floor when I lie on it....
Aaaaaand I still gotta big gaping hole but I'll take it just the same!
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment
Thanks for posting a comment! If you don't know us, please don't comment. No offense but this blog is only meant for family and friends. As for you, friends and family, we're going to moderate all the comments not because we don't trust you, but because we don't want to miss anything. Thank you all so much for your support. This would be so much harder without you.