Went to work Friday and they had the back dock door open with a large flatbed truck just outside the door....running. As soon as I walked into the 8 x 14 enclosed area near the dock I got hit by the smell of exhaust fumes. I tried to escape the fumes but they were loading shit up and there wasn't anyplace to go. Plus I had to punch in, but couldn't until 2:53, and it was only 2:40. I normally try to stick around near the timeclock or else I'll forget to punch in.
By the time I was able to punch in and leave to go cash my check I wasn't feeling very good. I started to develop a migraine and was dizzy, sluggish, nauseated and couldn't think worth a shit. I first thought that if I just spend some time outside that I'd start to feel better but after an unsettling drive to the bank I decided I should go to the urgent care center.
I got there and after telling them my problem they told me they couldn't do anything for carbon monoxide poisoning, that I needed to call my employer and then immediately go to the emergency room. Called and confirmed my circumstances to my boss. Then headed for emergency. Apparently carbon monoxide poisoning is some serious shit considering that when I got there and they immediately stuck me in a wheelchair and sped me off to a room, without even signing in or anything. They hooked me up to oxygen for about an hour, took some blood to check my carbon monoxide levels. After the levels started to decrease they release me and told me to go home and rest.
That was the beginning of my weekend....How was yours?
I'm feeling much better now. Today I will probably work on our fence on the side of the house. We're extending it two more sections to expand the side yard. By doing this we'll be able to look out the one window in our computer room to a fenced in garden area instead of looking out and seeing traffic. Also we're decorating for Halloween. We've decided to have a Halloween party and we're turning our old house into a creepy spook house. God I love Halloween....
I also want to thank "D" for the email I'm glad that this blog has helped you see that being HIV doesn't mean that your sex life is over. I thought the same thing myself when I became poz. Now I'm having hot rauchy sex with all kinds of poz guys, and living out my sexual fantasy's to the fullest. I tried to email you back but it kept coming back as undeliverable. Anyway, thanks and take care...
Showing posts with label Drama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drama. Show all posts
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Sunday Morning Drama Theatre part 2
Things are only getting worse.
I got a hold of Luthor Monday night. He hasn't heard from Jonny and is really worried, I could tell from his voice. Scooby gave him the # to the hospital. Apparently Jonny never made it to the Hotel. Never got his luggage. Lost his wallet which had all his money and phone #'s in it. Got picked up by the cops on a misdemeanor for something and was taken to the hospital to be checked out. Thats when the they called me. The cops dropped the charges, and the hospital put him in a cab and sent him to a shelter. He never showed up to the shelter and hasn't been seen since.
The police told Luthor he couldn't file a missing person report because 1.) he (Luthor that is) is not in New Orleans and 2.) not a relative. So he's getting in touch with Jonny's sister and gonna go from there. God I'm worried sick. I don't fuckin understand why the hospital sent him to a shelter. I fuckin told them what hotel he was staying at.
It's all so fucked up...
UPDATE: After I got off the phone with Luthor, Jonny called him. He finally found/made it to the hotel. Luthor got everthing arranged and he's flying home today.
What a fuckin relief!
I got a hold of Luthor Monday night. He hasn't heard from Jonny and is really worried, I could tell from his voice. Scooby gave him the # to the hospital. Apparently Jonny never made it to the Hotel. Never got his luggage. Lost his wallet which had all his money and phone #'s in it. Got picked up by the cops on a misdemeanor for something and was taken to the hospital to be checked out. Thats when the they called me. The cops dropped the charges, and the hospital put him in a cab and sent him to a shelter. He never showed up to the shelter and hasn't been seen since.
The police told Luthor he couldn't file a missing person report because 1.) he (Luthor that is) is not in New Orleans and 2.) not a relative. So he's getting in touch with Jonny's sister and gonna go from there. God I'm worried sick. I don't fuckin understand why the hospital sent him to a shelter. I fuckin told them what hotel he was staying at.
It's all so fucked up...
UPDATE: After I got off the phone with Luthor, Jonny called him. He finally found/made it to the hotel. Luthor got everthing arranged and he's flying home today.
What a fuckin relief!
Monday, June 06, 2005
Sunday Morning Drama Theatre
Sunday morning around 10am the phone rings.
Me: Hello
Other person: Hello is this Mike ____?
Me: Yes
OP: This is nurse _____ at ______ Hospital in New Orleans, we have a Jonny _____ here do you know him?
Me: Yes, I clean house for them.
(Nurse talks excitedly to possible other nurse)He knows him! He's his house keeper.
Nurse: Would you be able to tell us why he is so disoriented? Your the only person he can remember a name and # for. He doesn't even know where he's staying down here.
Me: Well he's HIV, I can't say for sure but he's possibly in the AIDS stage. He always stays at the Monteleone Hotel on Royal St..
Nurse: HIV, AIDS, Monteleone Hotel..ok We're just trying to get him back home. Do you know if he is here with anyone? Is there anything else you can tell me about his health?
Me: I think he went down by himself. and yes he's been having occasional seizures for about 6 months and he sleeps alot.
Nurse: (surprised) By himself? Seizures for last 6 mo., sleeps alot, ok. Do you know a Luthor _____?
Me: Yes thats his boy friend.
Nurse: Where is he at? Do you have his cell phone #?
Me: He's in Chicago this weekend, they took separate vacations, and no I don't have a cell phone # for him. I don't even know were he's staying in Chicago.
Nurse:(surprised) separate vacations?
Me: Yes. We have the same HIV/AIDS case worker you might be able to contact him, his name and # is ______. He might have Luthor's cell #.
Nurse: (Happy, excited)A case worker! Oh your just full of information. Thank you so much. Does he have any family?
Me: Yes, I think his parents live in (southern state).
(in background) Nurse asking Jonny, "Do your parents live in _____. Jonny responding.
Nurse: Ok we have a town and state for his parents. Thank you so much. If we hit dead ends with these leads, I'll be calling you back.
Me: ok
I immediately started calling around trying to find anyone with Luthors #. No such luck. The whole ordeal made me want to cry. I only see Jonny once a week when I go over to clean and lately he sleeps the whole time I'm there. When he is awake he's normally in a really agitated mood. Last year when they went to New Orleans Jonny ended up not leaving his hotel room because his legs wouldn't work. I can't believe he went down there by himself. Jonny and I found out about our HIV status around the same time. Unfortunately the hiv meds have never worked for him and he's been slowly deteriorating every since.
I'm mad and sad about the whole thing. Today I called Luthor and Jonny's house and got the machine and left a message to see if they made it home ok. I also got a hold of our case worker and he hadn't been contacted by anyone. I don't know what's going on and it's driving me crazy. I hope Jonny is ok.
I've been noticing with myself that I've had problems with my own memory lately. And I've gotten lost once driving a route that I've taken a million times. Not to mention that I recently took a newspaper quiz about altziemers and I answered yes to every question. So this is really hitting me. I made Scooby promise that he'd never let me travel by myself if I get as bad as Jonny.
Me: Hello
Other person: Hello is this Mike ____?
Me: Yes
OP: This is nurse _____ at ______ Hospital in New Orleans, we have a Jonny _____ here do you know him?
Me: Yes, I clean house for them.
(Nurse talks excitedly to possible other nurse)He knows him! He's his house keeper.
Nurse: Would you be able to tell us why he is so disoriented? Your the only person he can remember a name and # for. He doesn't even know where he's staying down here.
Me: Well he's HIV, I can't say for sure but he's possibly in the AIDS stage. He always stays at the Monteleone Hotel on Royal St..
Nurse: HIV, AIDS, Monteleone Hotel..ok We're just trying to get him back home. Do you know if he is here with anyone? Is there anything else you can tell me about his health?
Me: I think he went down by himself. and yes he's been having occasional seizures for about 6 months and he sleeps alot.
Nurse: (surprised) By himself? Seizures for last 6 mo., sleeps alot, ok. Do you know a Luthor _____?
Me: Yes thats his boy friend.
Nurse: Where is he at? Do you have his cell phone #?
Me: He's in Chicago this weekend, they took separate vacations, and no I don't have a cell phone # for him. I don't even know were he's staying in Chicago.
Nurse:(surprised) separate vacations?
Me: Yes. We have the same HIV/AIDS case worker you might be able to contact him, his name and # is ______. He might have Luthor's cell #.
Nurse: (Happy, excited)A case worker! Oh your just full of information. Thank you so much. Does he have any family?
Me: Yes, I think his parents live in (southern state).
(in background) Nurse asking Jonny, "Do your parents live in _____. Jonny responding.
Nurse: Ok we have a town and state for his parents. Thank you so much. If we hit dead ends with these leads, I'll be calling you back.
Me: ok
I immediately started calling around trying to find anyone with Luthors #. No such luck. The whole ordeal made me want to cry. I only see Jonny once a week when I go over to clean and lately he sleeps the whole time I'm there. When he is awake he's normally in a really agitated mood. Last year when they went to New Orleans Jonny ended up not leaving his hotel room because his legs wouldn't work. I can't believe he went down there by himself. Jonny and I found out about our HIV status around the same time. Unfortunately the hiv meds have never worked for him and he's been slowly deteriorating every since.
I'm mad and sad about the whole thing. Today I called Luthor and Jonny's house and got the machine and left a message to see if they made it home ok. I also got a hold of our case worker and he hadn't been contacted by anyone. I don't know what's going on and it's driving me crazy. I hope Jonny is ok.
I've been noticing with myself that I've had problems with my own memory lately. And I've gotten lost once driving a route that I've taken a million times. Not to mention that I recently took a newspaper quiz about altziemers and I answered yes to every question. So this is really hitting me. I made Scooby promise that he'd never let me travel by myself if I get as bad as Jonny.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
The weekend I almost blew up
Last weekend I planned on painting the floor in the attic so it would have a smooth clean surface to attach those self stick tiles. The area has no heat other than our propane heater that stands about 3 feet tall and is monsterously loud when on high, with the flames flying up the center of the cylinder shaped heater. I was alittle leary about doing this project and asked Scooby if it would be safe to paint near the open flames of the heater. He told me that it would be no problem as long as I use water base paint and NOT oil base.
With all of our past projects, we have about a dozen cans of paint sitting around the house. Other than water base I wasn't sure which paint would work best so I asked Scooby which I should use. He found a can of paint for me and then got busy with his own project of hanging more drywall. I was still a little leary so I decided to read the paint can to make sure and give me some sense of security. First thing I read was DANGER flamible liquid and vapor.
Me: Hey this stuff says Danger flamible liquid and vapor.
Scooby: I've never heard of water base paint being flamible.
Me: It also says it takes mineral spirits for clean up.
Scooby: Oh then I guess its oil base paint.
Yikes!
Geez thank god I read the can or else I'd probably be a french fry. Anyway to make a short story long found some paint that said it took warm sudsy water for clean up. Painted the floor and didn't explode.
This was all kinda disconcerting considering that I've had at least 8 ancesters (that I've disovered so far) that have died in house fires.
With all of our past projects, we have about a dozen cans of paint sitting around the house. Other than water base I wasn't sure which paint would work best so I asked Scooby which I should use. He found a can of paint for me and then got busy with his own project of hanging more drywall. I was still a little leary so I decided to read the paint can to make sure and give me some sense of security. First thing I read was DANGER flamible liquid and vapor.
Me: Hey this stuff says Danger flamible liquid and vapor.
Scooby: I've never heard of water base paint being flamible.
Me: It also says it takes mineral spirits for clean up.
Scooby: Oh then I guess its oil base paint.
Yikes!
Geez thank god I read the can or else I'd probably be a french fry. Anyway to make a short story long found some paint that said it took warm sudsy water for clean up. Painted the floor and didn't explode.
This was all kinda disconcerting considering that I've had at least 8 ancesters (that I've disovered so far) that have died in house fires.
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