Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts

Friday, February 25, 2011

Nag Diary 10.4 - Nags from the ER/Hospital Visit.

Hospital Fashion

Being in the hospital is not a pretty sight. I don't wear a lot of makeup so the only thing in my purse was some cherry chapstick - yikes! Work with ya got. Cherry chapstick does provide SOME color.

Although one of my 5 things to do before you go to the ER was to bring a hat or a wig, I brought a sleek wig with me (which works for me because I'm going bald).

It was the only one I had that didn't look like the bushes in my front yard.

Unfortunately, wigs if I wear them too long give me a headache and with the many visitors & voyeurs alike, the buckwheat look wasn't my first choice - Photo courtesy of Trevor-Huck even if he is a distant cousin.

So I sent the sudd-muffin to buy me a scarf from the gift shop. He brought back a beautiful purple and black rectangle scarf.



I tied that baby around my head so quick and viola - instant headdress.




Now for my clothing. Can't really do much with my hospital gown but they have one thing goin for them: snap buttons down each sleave. I unsnapped the button closest to my neck and bingo bango - an off the shoulder look!


Well that's all I could do with what I had - tell me what ya think!


Stay tuned....

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Nag Diary 10.1 - Nags from the ER/Hospital Visit

Courtesy of: Transfigure
So, I had to come back to the ER on 2/22 because I started having breathing problems. Doctor thought it would be best since I just had a Myomectomy (fibroid removal) on 2/17.

Here is the Run down Nag Diary style:

They sent me right back to an ER holding room where THREE, count em THREE male techs/nurses came to assist me.


They were good looking.


I had to take my shirt and bra off IN FRONT of said good looking men with my cute hubby helping me behind a hospital "t-shirt".

So the girls came happily bounding out with an unfolding flop - ahhh they're free - to my chagrin. The ekg tech commences to fit me with sensors all over the arms and Mona & Lisa. He has to actually lift and move.


I can just hear it if this was like that Movie The Invention of Lying.....


Tech: man this ladies boobs are HUGE!! Whoa! I hope your husband isn't mad (he was)
Nurse: I know & all I get to do is put on her wrist bracelet and hold the hospital gown up...damn!
Other..Nurse: I GET TO ACT LIKE IM NOT WATCHING!!
Me: if I lift Mona & Lisa up for you, there will be a full on view of my nipples.....so eh-neh - ain't gonna happen. {Groans inwardly and suffers in silence}
Sudd-muffin: That mutha@!#/! Man what the heck are you doing? Really??? Really NayLahKnee??

I couldn't look. The sudd-muffin was beet red from embarrassment and envy cause we are on married couples tango hiatus due to the surgery and the beef armed tech managed to keep a straight face whilst visiting MCA ER room 18s' booby bar where "fondling is for the free".


It was all really funny in hindsight and that was just the first hour and a half.