Multiple Stabbings in 5114

I meant to post yesterday, but I got a little distracted by the Stanford-Oregon game. I mean, who didn’t? It was complete domination until the 4th Quarter, which was when Oregon finally decided to score. And that was mostly due to luck and some guy’s head blocking the field goal attempt. But Stanford managed to hold their lead, and now Oregon will be less likely to bump FSU out of the 2nd rank. So, woo! 😀

Much to the disappointment of my best friend, we are not being transferred to Gainesville. Apparently, they only medically transfer into the pediatric unit, and Logan and I are going to be treated by the adult transplant team because, well, we are basically adult-sized. Which is beneficial because there are more adult lungs available than children’s (I think we can all agree that this fact is a good thing for obvious reasons). Besides, even though small candy bars are labeled “Fun Size” they are actually less fun than full candy bars. In what world is less chocolate more fun? Not a world I want to live in, that’s for sure.

So they are going to see us as Outpatients after we get released from here (which is approximately end of next week). However, they only see new patients on Mondays and they are booked to January. Our care team over here is trying to work with the team at Shands to squeeze me (because I’m older, cooler, and overall more awesome. Oh, and a little bit sicker, but not by much) in around Thanksgiving. So that’s where we are at right now. More uncertainty. Of course.

To get a really good idea of what they are working with, Shands requested a CT scan of my lungs. You can do a CT scan without contrasting dye, but it (supposedly) gives a really good picture if you use it. But you can’t put it through an IV Port (which I have on my chest, if you didn’t know) because the pressure from the pump that inserts the dye will blowout the tube in my chest, and then I would have to have surgery to put in a new one. Totally not worth it. So they put an IV in my arm. Well, tried. It took 4 attempts before they were finally able to get it in (that’s what she said). They only tried twice on Logan before they gave up. She didn’t get to participate in the CT festivities like I did. The scan process only takes about 15 minutes total, with prep and everything. The actual scan takes only a minute or so. But the weirdest/coolest part is when they inject the contrast dye (which is iodine, by the way). It is really hard to describe, but I’ll try. When it goes in, you suddenly feel this rush of warmth all over your body. If you’ve ever been on loopy juice, you kinda know the warm feeling I’m talking about. You also kinda feel like you have to pee, even though you really don’t. You get this metallic taste in the back of you throat. It’s not an unpleasant feeling, just weird, and only last a couple of minutes. I started laughing when it happened because the technician’s earlier description totally made sense. If you ever get a CT scan, I hope you think of this blog and start laughing too.

Oh, I am also waiting for my port to be re-accessed after an earlier failed attempt. I think I have been stabbed around 8 times today. 4 in my chest, 3 in my right arm, and 1 in my left arm. Yeah. Get on my level.