Sick boy on the mend???

[likethebeer]

Well, at around 12:45 local time, I got a hold of my hunny and it turns out they were ready to let him go from the Big Hospital In The City. They saw no need for surgery, and they assured him that he did the right thing by coming in when he did (makes me feel better, esp. since insurance is paying for it). No, really, I do feel much better about the situation. He looks and sounds a hell of a lot better, even though he's still swollen around the gills and his voice is all wavery in a cute way.

Jesus, this thing came on fast and hard. Maybe it's age. 20 years ago, I got tonsillitis 3 times in a year, and each time, it was probably 3 days before I got meds. This, though, came on Sunday night and he was a mumbling mess by Tuesday night (really sort of scary to watch, or listen to, but now the rumbly voice is so damned cute--whew). I was never that bad in all those times with tonsillitis.

So I pick him up at the big hospital (once I sort of navigate the roads around the crazy hospital construction) and he's waiting for his meds/painkillers.

As for meds? Well, it's a bunch of antibiotics. One of which starts "clavom..." Mda had to show that to me, b/c when his cats were hurt, we had to give them "Clavomoxx." We called them "Clavomoxx babies" because they loooved them some clavomoxx. Actually, they loved the yummy squishy cat food that went with it. Mda asked the people at the hospital--yup, it's the same thing. "Well, it works on animals," one person said.

Painkillers? The classic aspirin/codeine combo. 'Cept the codeine is "oxycodine". We looked at that. Hmmmm. Name sounds familiar. I looked it up: oxycodine is another name for oxycotten.

Well, it was a painkiller before it was hillbilly heroine. In fact, heroine was a respected painkiller before it was heroine!!! [I'm reminded of one of those Paul Harvery moments. You know, "And that's... the rest of the story." One of his stories, I swear (hand to god) ended w/ "And that miracle drug? ...heroine. And that's blah, blah, blah" Thanks, Paul! You 97-yo freak! (actually, I think he might finally be dead.... Later, after a check on Wikipedia: he's still alive! Born in 1918, so only 88. And! He got a presidential medal of freedom in 2005!!)]

Update a short time later: and now mda's sleeping. Awe. I love me's some mda. damn.

Comments

mda's sleeping.

[erisreg.livejournal.com]

the best medicine,..:)

that and love,..;)

Re: mda's sleeping.

[likethebeer.livejournal.com]

Love lasts longer, but sleeping does the trick in a pinch.

[coconuthead.livejournal.com]

Aw, Paul Harvey's the same age as my grandma.

I'm glad mda is feeling better!

[likethebeer.livejournal.com]

Does she tell stories?

Thanks for the wishes. He's awake, his sister just called out of nowhere, and he's giving her the saga. I wanna hear it!!

man! I am now wishing I got a chance to look at his gnarly tonsils for some good gross-out stuff.

[drunk-bohemian.livejournal.com]

Ha! Paul Harvey is the same age as my grandma, too.* And she *does* tell stories. Good god all mighty! Don't know if you were around when I retold her "cucumber and new boyfriend" story a couple years ago. Let's just leave it at that.

Glad MDA is feeling a bit better. He's lucky to have you.

*I'm always amazed when I hear someone was born in 1918. Can you imagine bringing a child into this world when 20-40 million people were dying of Spanish Flu?! Scary stuff.

[likethebeer.livejournal.com]

Yeah, saying someone is 88 for some reason isn't as strange as saying that someone was born in 1918. I don't know why. SOmetimes 1918 feels a long way away. I can't imagine living from the teens through the late 40s. It was just all nutty. I don't know how people handled it w/out all going crazy. Of course, maybe they did, and we've never really come to terms with it.

No, I haven't heard the cucumber story. Goodness gravy.

And, yeah, mda's lucky to have me, shit. I knew that as I was sitting in the hospital room, dozing in the chair across from him. Well, damn, if this doesn't prove we're real, total partners (like his dad's funeral did, too), well then the world is an insane place.

[maxchaos.livejournal.com]

mmmmmmm, clavamoxx!
So glad he's on the mend!

[likethebeer.livejournal.com]

Thanks!! It's after 10 now and he's sleeping again. I think it's the couch for him tonight--he came sleep on his side that way much better.

Hurray!

[jujupees.livejournal.com]

Glad he's gettin better and without going under the knife!

Re: Hurray!

[likethebeer.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much. He actually sounded human this morning (like he has a bad cold, not like he has a serious speech impediment), and I could see his jaw line. He said that he thinks he went through a "breakthrough" last night and coughed up a bunch of gross stuff (once again, I missed it--damn). So he stopped using the big bottle with oxycotten in it; he said I could have it, b/c it gave him loopy dreams.

I should get home to see how he's doing.

[sirreal13.livejournal.com]

Thanks be to God or doG or whoever... I'm a dyslexic agnostic imsomniac