Today was tough, I'll admit. Aside from being tired, and a little bored, I have been hurting pretty badly as a result of the CPR. Now...don't get me wrong, CPR and hurting is MUCH more desirable that some of the other options. It's just that I feel each twinge from the injuries and I need to stop and "think". I have to think, "Is this the same pain as Sunday?" It gets tiring to keep doing that. Add to that the usual limitations on what you can, or WANT to do because if you move JUST the wrong way...OUCH!

So, what is it that hurts? First, my sternum is just sore. It only hurts a little by now, but it is a continuous pain.

Then we can move through to my back. Ever lay on your back on a golf ball? OF COURSE YOU HAVEN'T, because it would hurt, right. DUH! Well, that is what my back feels like. It feels like someone has been shoving a tennis ball into my back for a month. 

The sharper pain is in my right pectoral muscle.  Every time I try to pick up something or reach back, it feels like someone if scraping a grater across my chest. Those are the results of the CPR.

The seizure was nice enough to give me shoulder pain. I have no idea what I did, but if I reach the wrong way, there is a sharp pain followed by a soreness. Something as simple as holding my cell phone to my ear hurts.

SO, what's the worst part? The worst part is that I am whining about it to you guys. The pain stinks, but knowing that I am letting it get to me is worse than the pain. I am alive, I feel pain, I can kiss my wife.....I hate that I am so lucky and yet have spent the day a little angry.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

Nov. 25 - Cardiac Care Floor
Okay, jumping ahead a couple of days and I am in the "regular" cardiac floor. I have lost most of the tubes, but not the heart monitor. In addition I can get up and....ready?...go TO the bathroom, instead of having the "bathroom" come to me. I am actually allowed to sit in a chair, and I can walk.

The room itself is larger and the chair for Ashley is much more comfortable. Oh, did I not mention that lady's name recently? Well, let me tell you about Ashley. She has not left my side for more that 10 minutes since this all started. She WILL NOT leave the hospital. It took some real begging to get her to go to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee.

Each night, Ashley pulls the reclining chair to the side of the bed & we hold hands to fall asleep.
Oh, yeah, we get to sleep for FOUR hours at a time instead of 1. On this floor, they only wake you every 4 hours. You'd have to ask Ashley if she actually slept. I slept like a champ for those 4 hour intervals.so I can't say how well she did each night. What I know....Ashley Donahue was still my rock and still there by my side. She is an amazing woman.

No real lesson today...as I said at the top of this post, tomorrow will be a better day.