Ok, first of all on tuesday, I wrote to Marie and told her my back was killing me. On wednesday I got out of my car to walk to work and turned around and went home...almost cripple. I tried to hold out but it got to be too much. On thursday morning I called 911. I was screaming with pain by that point. I spent most of the day begging for more meds. Got the mri back. My disks are out, swollen and hitting nervs. So they admit me. I get into the room and its 1000 degrees. I have a room mate. He is chinese, and very old. He also has a problem speaking. I think he has no teeth. Anyway I turn on the a/c by (now picture me flat on my back) grabbing a bedpan and swinging it at the switch. Then he starts yelling "yarr arrrd bah gar". So to keep the peace I just open the window. Then the nurse (never the same one) comes in. You need pain killer? YES! Ok....never comes back. Then room mate yells aaard bard yard. About an hour later another nurse, you need pain medicine? Yes! This goes on for the last 5 days. Then to get out, I need a walker, which they won't give me. They have them but won't give or sell me one. But the won't let me go without one. So I call a place...we won't deliver it. Ok now the nurse tells me I should call an ambulence to take me home. Then the other one says call a car service. Well they sign me out and never get me. Nobody ever tells anyone I'm ready. So 2 hours after signing out, a guy gets me. we call car service and I'm home. Oh, I sent my wife to get my pills, and the doctor messed up the script so add a few more hours before I get them.
How was your week?
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