my mikey
so i should have explained about my mikey. and i really don't want to write that much but lately i keep getting that nagging feeling that i used to get when i was in high school- this feeling that i NEED to write. maybe i should have been a writer, i still have a passion for it even though i am really out of practice. my vocabulary is off, i can't type and my thoughts just run together now. oh well.
mike was hospitalized for a flesh eating bacteria, yes- necrotizing fascitis, or however you spell it. he's been in the hospital exactly 2 months in 2 days. i have the days numbered. because he is in a wheelchair he developed a pressure sore on his butt/hip area that got infected. when it got infected it spread and turned into the bacteria that almost killed him. i remember getting off work like usual and going to take a nap. when i woke up mike told ne that we should go to the hospital because he had some swelling in his ball region. well when i looked his nuts were swollen huge- like abnormally gigantic. so we went to the emergency room and the doctor said that they didnt know what it was. so they sent us to the cleveland clinic and my dad went with me and took me back home that night. well i went back early the next morning to find out that they were going to send mike to an emergency surgery, because they found the bacteria and that it was spreading so fast....it spread so fast, mike looked like a different person. during the surgery they had cut from above his belly button down past his balls (they kept everything down there intact) all the way up his backside. most of his ass is missing.
they told me that he was going to get a skin graft either tomarrow or in a week. i just hope that he comes home soon. and i wish that he was well. i know that when he does come home he will still have a colostomy and that we will have an at home nurse come to check on him.
*sigh* i just feel so depressed and lonely. i don't think that anyone understands me. i don't think anyone understands how alone i am. all kinds of people told me when mike first went in that they would be there for me, but now there is no one and i am here alone. so alone that i think i am going crazy. i just wish....i dunno. i wish for a lot of things.
mike was hospitalized for a flesh eating bacteria, yes- necrotizing fascitis, or however you spell it. he's been in the hospital exactly 2 months in 2 days. i have the days numbered. because he is in a wheelchair he developed a pressure sore on his butt/hip area that got infected. when it got infected it spread and turned into the bacteria that almost killed him. i remember getting off work like usual and going to take a nap. when i woke up mike told ne that we should go to the hospital because he had some swelling in his ball region. well when i looked his nuts were swollen huge- like abnormally gigantic. so we went to the emergency room and the doctor said that they didnt know what it was. so they sent us to the cleveland clinic and my dad went with me and took me back home that night. well i went back early the next morning to find out that they were going to send mike to an emergency surgery, because they found the bacteria and that it was spreading so fast....it spread so fast, mike looked like a different person. during the surgery they had cut from above his belly button down past his balls (they kept everything down there intact) all the way up his backside. most of his ass is missing.
they told me that he was going to get a skin graft either tomarrow or in a week. i just hope that he comes home soon. and i wish that he was well. i know that when he does come home he will still have a colostomy and that we will have an at home nurse come to check on him.
*sigh* i just feel so depressed and lonely. i don't think that anyone understands me. i don't think anyone understands how alone i am. all kinds of people told me when mike first went in that they would be there for me, but now there is no one and i am here alone. so alone that i think i am going crazy. i just wish....i dunno. i wish for a lot of things.