And Then I Got Cancer

I first came to this hospital on August 21st, the day of the eclipse. I thought it was just my luck that I had to get cancer and be admitted to the hospital during the most exciting celestial event visible to the (well protected) naked eye of my adult life. But Mom and Brent and I at least managed to get out to the parking lot for a few minutes to enjoy the goings on. We didn't have eclipse glasses, but a woman offered to share hers with us. Her name was Elizabeth, and she was a psychologist at the hospital. She and Mom got to talking, and told her about her service dog, Waffle, who would do the rounds with patients. I met Waffle later that day. Elizabeth brought her to my room as I was getting settled in. She was a Lab / Golden Retriever mix. She sat at my feet and let me pet her, and reminded me that I wouldn't get to see my own dog for quite a while. They left me with a card that had Waffle's service portrait on the front and a short bio on the back. It reads "Wa

Seeing as how it's Halloween, I feel obliged to tell you all the scary things that happened in the past 24 hours or so. Yesterday morning, I heard a commotion down the hall, followed by a horde of what seemed to be zombies wandering through the halls. They weren't actually zombies of course. It was a bunch of people with bleach wipes bleaching down the whole unit. Sort of. I don't know what kind of training they got, but they seemed to be bleaching sort of random things. Random sections of walls, the arm rests of one chair but not another. One guy who came through my room did have a lot of trouble walking, so he really did remind me of a zombie. I wonder how he got stuck with this job. Apparently, the nursing staff have been complaining for a while about the poor housekeeping, and a number of people (including me) have gotten c. diff while staying here. I tested positive again a few days ago after having diarrhea every time I sat down over a hole. I'm back on vancomy