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11:13pm May 26, 2013
And I am in my room. They admitted me. Because Interventional Radiology were being really resistant to the idea that it’s even important for me to have my tube changed. And then the doc who was getting me admitted couldn’t get his head around the medical necessity of keeping me here so I can get meds and water while I can’t eat. He kept saying “It’s just a broken feeding tube.” They never said “It’s just uncontrollable vomiting” when that sent me here for the same exact reason. (Because seizure meds are not something you can wait a few days for.) It’s been a really long day. My brain feels all weird because of being off half my normal meds and on ones I don’t normally take. So I can’t think of stuff to write or rather how to write it. I’ve had one really good set of interactions with a couple of ER nurses who know me well by now. And with nearly everyone else things got very weird. With some of them, it was personal against me. With others they seemed to just be having a bad day. And others had their own grudges against reality as far as I could tell. I feel so very weird though. My brain is really unpleasantly odd.

And I am in my room. They admitted me. Because Interventional Radiology were being really resistant to the idea that it’s even important for me to have my tube changed. And then the doc who was getting me admitted couldn’t get his head around the medical necessity of keeping me here so I can get meds and water while I can’t eat. He kept saying “It’s just a broken feeding tube.” They never said “It’s just uncontrollable vomiting” when that sent me here for the same exact reason. (Because seizure meds are not something you can wait a few days for.)

It’s been a really long day. My brain feels all weird because of being off half my normal meds and on ones I don’t normally take. So I can’t think of stuff to write or rather how to write it.

I’ve had one really good set of interactions with a couple of ER nurses who know me well by now. And with nearly everyone else things got very weird. With some of them, it was personal against me. With others they seemed to just be having a bad day. And others had their own grudges against reality as far as I could tell.

I feel so very weird though. My brain is really unpleasantly odd.