Five Days in Hell…

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This story may not be what you want to read, but that’s okay. It’s a copy of a letter I emailed to the hospital.

OU, I’m assuming stands for ON Vacation, as our 5 day stay there felt like one of those horror films of teenagers on vacation.

Let me give you some background. OU Boy aka Tommy, had his first heart attack in May of 2012. All enzymes normal, EKG normal, but when they did the Angiogram, he had two 100 percent blockages. In go 2 stints. His Cardiologist said his heart looked like a 90-year-old man. 3 months later..boom another one. Double Bypass. Since then we’ve been up and down until last year on July 22, he again was taken by ambulance unconscious and all enzymes were normal and so was the EKG. Still they quickly did an angiogram and found 2 more 100 percent blockages and put in 2 more stints. One of his meds is $400 with our good insurance.

Thursday he passed out at the golf course, chest pain, throwing up and sweating heavily. The Security people took him to the closest hospital which was OU. Our doctor is at The Oklahoma Heart Hospital. When I got there he was in the E.R. waiting for an ICU bed.

The first doctor came in eating and texting and asked some questions without ever looking up from his phone. Just Uh Huh over and over. Then said they were going to do an Angiogram Friday.

Overnight in the APU, his nurse drops his meds on the floor, picks them back up and says, “It’s okay” . Friday the procedure went way past the time they normally do, and we’ve had 7 so I know. This time after hours the surgeon came and motioned me back.

They were unable to make the repair to the vessel because instead of looking like tree roots it was knotted up. It was too risky to even attempt.

So up we go to CICU where every nurse on that floor should be a doctor. Especially Brooke! She googled and read and fought for us like we were family.

Dr. Karen Beckman was the Attending and Dr. Z. Asad the Fellow along with others who never told us their name. Every one of them gave different orders contradicting the others. As you can imagine this was extremely stressful. So I used Social Media to reach out and tell my story. They had someone in our room right away. Bertha Nunez-Herrera, who instantly got all the doctors in there to talk to us.

Monday night they ordered a CT to check for blood clots. Tuesday morning a nurse came in and said they were moving him to a different floor. 5 minutes later she came in and said “You’re going home”. We asked about the test results and she knew nothing. So I called Bertha. She knows more than any doctor I’ve come across! By this time we just wanted out of there before they killed us both.

The nurse came in and took out the Nitro I.V. which we had gone through at least 10 of as well as the pain med line.

Still no discharge meet with the doctor. We signed no discharge papers, and they wheeled him to the main entrance, in over 90 degree heat and asked if he could walk and said bye. They were aware I couldn’t drive as I am recovering from Corneal Transplant surgery.

At home I looked to see where his meds were called in to and the paper said they had been printed out and given to the patient. A straight up lie. WE have NO prescriptions.

From my end it looks like payback for going over their head. I have never felt more dismissed than I have the past 6 days. And I refuse to let this happen to another person. I mean we have great insurance! What would it have been like if we didn’t??

The OKCGCC cares about their employees and helps them in any way they can. I am so thankful for them and for Roger keeping me calm by sitting with me. You all are awesome 😊

Thanks for listening to me Rant, but I love this man and without him I’m just wandering in the dark. So I will fight and yell my story every day all day until someone listens.

P.S. We already called our Cardiologist ( who does not practice at OU), and got the meds called in.

Thank you to Brooke and Bertha! You guys rock.

After 5 Days in the CICU, We Are Home!

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Finally I am back home! This was one wild ride! Five days sitting in CICU, waiting for answers, having surgeries, procedures. Let’s just say Murphy’s Law applied to the entire five days!

I’m not saying anymore because my attorney told me to shut up basically. On my Reviews site Review Site I had 6 books release today and I luckily there were all just waiting in the Draft Folder. Now I am going to sleep! I promise to catch up with you all and your blogs tonight.

Thank you all for your prayers and good thoughts! Luckily I brought enough tea to last the week! And I had someone pick up my Anxiety meds, so I got through okay, but just barely!

xx Patricia

THUG KITCHEN eat like you give a f*ck!

Thug Kitchen: The Official Cookbook: Eat Like You Give a F*ck by [Kitchen, Thug]

I snagged this at the end of last year. After nothing I did or said was helping a certain man who is stubborn times 10. He has also in the past 4 years had 5 heart attacks, multiple stints, and CABG. Open heart surgery. No matter how hard I tried to give him information about plant based eating, he agreed but wasn’t on board.

He laughed through this entire book. And while he isn’t all the way there yet, or ever will be, I fell in love with this series of cookbooks by an LA-based duo and the authors of the #1 bestselling Thug Kitchen: The Official Cookbook and Thug Kitchen: Party Grub. They started their wildly popular web site to inspire people to eat some goddamn vegetables and adopt a healthier lifestyle. Beloved by Gwyneth Paltrow (“This might be my favorite thing ever”) and named Saveur’s Best New Food Blog of 2013—with almost a million Facebook fans and counting—Thug Kitchen wants to show everyone how to take charge of their plates and cook up some real f*cking food.

From breakfast to desserts, you are covered in these books. The recipes are easy, filling and delicious! The Oat Flour Griddle Cakes, The Pumpkin Chili, Potato Leek Soup and all the other recipes are really good. And they tell it like it is!

The two newest books are Party Grub…for social mother f*ckers, and Thug Kitchen 101, which is my favorite one yet! Yes they cuss. They use the F word (gasp), but when you are trying to save the life of someone you care about, sometimes it takes some good old Bro’ talk to get through. They have the most fantastic blog! Enjoy!

Putting Things Into Perspective

Today we’re having a nice cup of Twinings English Breakfast Tea. Grab a cup!

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It’s been a bit since I wrote anything on here. I’ve been busy dealing with this lovely corneal ulcer that has left me blind in one eye. And since they will not let me put a contact in the good ( and I use that term very loosely) eye, I’m mainly walking around squinting with a patch on one eye. But that entire story is over on piratepatty.wordpress.com.

So it’s been 4 weeks. I was getting to that self-pity stage which is a dangerous route to take. I was quoting Bible passages about Job and just getting on my own nerves. People were beginning to irritate the heck out of me for no reason whatsoever!

Ah, but the Universe in all it’s wisdom had a plan. Here’s how that went.

Thursday night OU Boy told me his left arm was hurting and had been for a few days. Now that boy has already had 2 major heart attacks, bypass surgery and several stints. That was 4 years ago when he was only 32.  So Friday I received a call that he was on his way by ambulance from work to the Heart Hospital.

I got there just as he was being taken to surgery. No, I didn’t drive. I have a guy for that. The nice nurses led me to a spot I could wait alone. The Doctor said he wasn’t sure if OU Boy would make it off the table

Bam! Talk about putting things into Perspective! Here I had been whining about losing my eyesight in ONE eye and now the man I have loved for 13 years could be dying. After a long wait, a lovely nurse came and took me to a tiny office and told me to wait here,the doctor needs to speak with you. By now I am in full panic mode, as the last time I was taken to a small room the news was not good. Finally the good Doctor McGeary came in and laid it all out. OU Boy had had the famous Widowmaker heart attack and had been about 5 minutes from joining the Sooner team in heaven. He was straight forward in explaining everything and took me upstairs to see my love.

Thankfully the surgery went extremely well and he is now home resting but feeling much better now that he has some blood flow to his heart. Yep, I’m going to marry that boy!

We have surely had our share of health issues lately, I am pretty sure that my crazy sister has a voo doo doll of some sort that she is stabbing regularly. Maybe once in awhile  she could scratch my upper back for me.

So thank all of you for your prayers, good thoughts, love and caring. We appreciate it more than I can say.