True Stories From Rush - I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried

Scene -
4th floor atrium lobby ladies room

Time -
Mid-afternoon

I'm using the restroom, minding my own business when in walks a very loud lady. She's eating what appears to be a donut (I see crumbs falling to the floor) and talking on her cell phone to someone named Krystal. Apparently Krystal's "no good dog" of a husband has been finding attention somewhere other than with Krystal.
Overly loud lady walks into the handicap stall while telling Krystal that she needs to "just kick him to the curb for realz". I've seen this before people talking on the phone while in the restroom. It never ceases to amaze me but Loud Lady takes it a step further.
She's talking and eating (or I should say chomping). I'm hurriedly washing my hands to make a quick escape. The room falls silent except for the loudest most vial grunt I've ever heard. Immediately following LL says "No Girl, I here I just got to drop this while we talking." followed up with another grunt and a "Get out".
I'm not quite sure who or what she was talking to but I took it to be directed at me and high tailed it out of the bathroom.


Kids, I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.

** everything in quotes is a direct quote not a fabrication **

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Google is Bad MmmmKay...

Upon hearing that the doctors think the black area on Scott's foot is a blood blister I took to Google. I've had blood blisters, I've seen blood blister and I've never seen one like this. So, off to Google I go. Let me just share with all of you DO NOT Google. Google is bad. Google Images will make you want to throw up your most fantastic Starbucks Cinnamon Dolce Latte at 7am.
The blood blister pictures themselves aren't horrible but the places those pictures lead you too....I'm traumatized for life.

And as a disclaimer, I did NOT go to Google to disprove the doctors. I trust them completely. The 3 of them are on my top 10 list of the most intelligent people I've ever met, especially as it relates to anything vascular. I went more in search of reassurance, treatment options, etc. I wasn't here when the guys came by this morning so I didn't get to ask them all my questions.

I, Brandi Michelle Witt, will NOT Google Image anything medical anymore. It will only cause me serious stomach upset. Googling dead tissue, dead skin, blood blisters and Gangrene is bad. I shall NOT Google.
Thank you for your support.


Scott's going to be getting into the chair again this morning. It's time to start pushing a little bit, he needs to come home now.

For those of you with twitchy fingers that are hurriedly finishing reading my mindless ramblings before heading directly over to Google I have one thing to say to you.... DON'T DO IT. If you insist on not listening to me don't call me to ask how to clean vomit out of your carpet. I will only laugh and say "I told you so".

Now go forth and spend the rest of your day enjoying all the little things in the world that make your heart sing.

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Shit kids

Well I have yet more craptastic news from the world of Witt. Scott foot is showing signs of dying. The pulses have been very difficult to find and today I noticed a very, very bad looking spot of black dead/dying skin.
I'm not sure how long it's been there. It's in a spot that would be easy to miss. Vascular hasn't seen it yet because we've been down in IR waiting to get Scott's PICC (special IV) line placed.
Seriously kids this looks bad. I've seen icky stuff and let me tell you this is icky.

In non craptastic news we saw Allison one of my honorary sisters. Those of you that were around during our last visit might remember the Jagen (that looks spelled wrong to me - help me out Allison S.) family. Mrs. Jegen (trying to make it look right) was in SICU with Scott. Our lives followed similar paths for a long time here at RUSH. A great big Hello Hug and a big "WE LOVE YOU" to my second family. We've kept in contact but I've been so horrible and haven't yet contacted everyone I should contact. I'm lame.
Bring on the chips and salsa girls. And please, please don't forget the tequila.

We're back on 8 as previously reported. We will be changing rooms however, maybe today, maybe tomorrow. They don't like Scott too far from the nurses station. Gee I don't understand why. So we'll be moving to be closer to all the nurses as soon as a room becomes available.

Good times, good times.

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First Mobile Post

Were on the road again kids. Back up to 8. Room 868.
Scott still has to go down to IR for the new line this afternoon.

Hoping for better results this time.

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Lil This Lil That

Scott did well today sitting in the chair and visiting with the family. I did not get arrested (thanks for all the bail offers). So all in all not a bad day.

K, Justin, Kara and Mom did come for a visit. I'll share the few pictures I took soon. K got a stethoscope (disposable but it works). Deb, today's day nurse (who I may drug so I can cut her hair off and wear it as a wig. She seriously has the most beautiful hair I've ever seen)(oh and she's single, and I'm a dork and didn't take photos of her - so not my A game). Anywho, Deb gave the stethoscope to Kate and told her she could be like the doctors. About an hour later I tell Kate she needs to wipe the banana off her face she looks at me with the most serious face and declares "I a doctor mama. I no do it." And in that moment I realized just how screwed I am. sigh....

I won the battle on Scott's IV access. The vascular team agreed with me completely and Scott will be going down to IR tomorrow to have a new, longer lasting line placed. The IV antibiotics are staying as is the catheter. Scott's trach got changed (thanks Dr. N) and he's now back in his usual trach and out of the OR trach. Let's hope they don't have to change it back.

We will be up to the 8th floor sometime tomorrow (assuming nothing changes between now and then).

Read Scott more of the blog posts. He loves them and we both end up crying when I read them. We feel so overwhelmed by all the love and support. Even in my madness you all support us. Thank you!

Mike and Linda - hello! So glad to hear from you guys. Wish it was under better circumstances. Hoping you're both doing well.

Jay'me - you asked about drink ideas for Alli's party. I don't have drink ideas but I have a new mug to go with everyones favorite pitcher. It's equally as classy.

My cousin Scott (aka S2) fell on the ice this morning and sprained his back. Most of you have read his wife's (Saskija) comments here. S2 is in a lot of pain and Saskija is stuck caring for him and their 2 little munchkins. I'm throwing what little patience I have left at her. She may need it most of all.

S4 - I still totally owe you an email. I'm lame forgive me.

To all the people that I haven't returned calls to see the message above for S4. Sorry lameness is horrible excuse. I'm working on tackling the call list.


Stay tuned kids - I'm working on a new set of posts titled
True Stories I couldn't make this shit up if I tried From RUSH
I've seem some great stuff during all of our visits and I HAVE to share with all of you.

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I'm going to lose my shit

Seems that we're having a bit of a problem with the SIT attending. I've decided to come here, to my safe place, and blog about it instead of venting at Scott. Poor boy doesn't need to listen to my rantings.

The SIT attending on the floor is basically in charge of watching over the general well being on each patient in SICU. He is supposed to be here to help keep all the different specialties in line and working together. He is supposed to be the total body overseer.

This morning he came in with gusto, as he usual does with his condescending attitude barking orders, not listening and generally being an ass. He's decided that Scott's triple lumien (special IV) needs to be pulled and not replaced. He's decided that Scott's catheter needs to be pulled tomorrow (even though Scott must have 3 days of theraputic Flomax before pulling it). He's decided the the IV antibiotics that Scott's been on since last Monday for a raging infection in the leg that's been opened up 4 times complete with fever should be discontinued. Oh and when I said the antibiotics are for a specific infection does he open up the dressing and look at Scott's leg to make a determination, no he does not. He glances at it says oh its wraped and says discontinue the antibiotics.
Come on for real. Isn't the first rule of medicine do no harm? I know I'm not a doctor but nobody knows Scott better than me. NOBODY.
Unless this dr has a crystal ball that he's not sharing there is not a single person on this earth that knows when or if Scott is going to have another bleeding episode. He wasn't there when we took Scott to IR emergently to place the triple lumien line because Scott blew 6 regular IV's in one day from all the blood products. He wasn't there when Scott almost bled to death in IR. The triple lumien that was placed in the middle of the IR pre-procedure waiting room so we could rapid infuse all the blood that Scott needed to stay alive.
All his little brown nosing residents can't speak up and tell him he's wrong. They nod their heads and treat him like he's God. He's not God and I'm at the point where I think it would be better if they stopped listening to him and started thinking for themselves.
Don't get me wrong he's a very intelligent man. Highly educated, wicked smart. But his bedside manner and his listening capabilities need some serious improvement. Looks like I'm going to have to give him the Brandi class on how to not suck.

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Dear Dr. Arogant,

Stop underestimating what Scott is capable of. Just about the time you stupidly take away all the precautions I've worked so hard to put in place Scott will decide to throw another aneurisym and we'll be back at zero because of you.

Dr. Arogant, you will not win this battle nor will you win the war. I will always do what I think is best for Scott. I will take the 4 million dollars that this hospital has been paid to date on Scott's behalf and I will use it to choke the life out of your smug face.
You better listen up. In this one instance I do know better than you. I am better than you and the sooner you realize it the better we will all be.

Sincerely,

The Psychotic, slightly unbalanced, protective wife in 511

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All of this will be resolved with our vascular team. I will not under any circumstances let anything happen to Scott that I'm not ok with.

This Mama Bear is fierce and so not the person to fuck with. I'll tear you apart and not bat an eyelash.

Somehow, I don't feel better. I probably won't until I get things resolved with Dr. Ben, Dr. N or Dr. Jacobs. If I have to pull another show down with a dr. in this room I will. Nate is already popping popcorn. He was here the last time I had a showdown so he's pretty excited to see another.

Rant over!

In other news,
Scott is doing ok. His appetite is gone this morning which bothers me but his leg still looks good. We're going to be getting him up in the chair again around 10.
If I can keep myself out of jail and Scott can keep from bleeding all over the place we just might make this a good day. Oh and KT, Justin, Kara and my mom are all headed up for a visit.

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Quickest of the Quick

I want to spend what little time I have left before I pass out sitting up working on the "introductory" post. I'm starting to get a lot of the "So what's wrong with Scott?" questions.

So here's the down and dirty for the day.
Scott is doing well. We've got both pulses back in his foot. He's got what appears to be better mobility in it (which is tiny movements in the toes). Scott spent another day with Nate and Brett - you boys sick of us yet?. I went down in the am and left around lunch time.
Mark came by for a visit so I snuck out and made a guest star appearance at the downtown office. I grabbed a quick lunch and headed to mom and dad's to be able to wake Kate up from her nap. Kate was beyond excited. Then Kate and I rebalanced Target's bottom line with a much needed shopping trip. Home for dinner, a visit from a caring neighbor with his babysitter daughter and finally bedtime.

Discussing moving Scott back up to 8 tomorrow or Thursday. Other than that, we're just coasting along.

Thanks to all of you that supported me up this morning. It sure felt good to get all that crap off my chest. It's nice to know you won't hate me if I need to do that again.

That's all for now I would hate to use up all my good verbage.

Hugs, kisses, rainbows, and puppy dog tails.

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