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Thursday, August 5, 2010

The Adventures of Pussy La La


Did I hook you?  It was my goal…you know.  To suck you in with some kind of Ian Fleming like OO7 kind of hook.  But, no, Pussy La La isn’t some buxom Eastern European Bombshell that has entered the recovery process as Jamie’s sexy nemesis! No, instead, Jamie is Pussy La La...

Hi all, it is me Tom again.  I was asked back for a follow-up guest blog.  So, hope you enjoy!

On Sunday, when Jamie arrived at the ER I was fortunate enough to get to see him before he went to surgery.  In the time I was there, the Operating Room Nurse came to get him.  The ER nurse (Kim, who is “all world”) was giving the OR nurse some passdown on Jamie.  Kim, attempted to use some discretion when explaining that Jamie was not very tolerant to pain.  Jamie, hearing that, exclaimed….”are you saying I’m a pussy?”  Kim looked him straight in the eyes and said….”well, since you have your color back and I think you can handle this…yes, you’re kind of a pussy la la.” 

Today, August 5th, has been another good day.  Again, all relative.  But in this case, we are still making small little degrees of progress.  Today’s highlights have been the removing of a drain tube in his left hip and moving to a new room in the orthopedic ward and out of the ICU.  The drain tube was not necessarily all that big a deal…but, in my simple understanding…if the tube was used to drain a wound and it is no longer needed…then perhaps the wound is mending itself…also, the tube gone means one less thing I can trip over….”Oh, my bad!”  All of that said, the wound was still draining a little which means that without a tube….more fluid is heading to his nethers and thus making him appear more like a side-show-freak…the Elephant Man perhaps!?!?

Moving rooms has been bittersweet.  In the ICU Jamie had incredible…almost one on one…care from his nurse.  Additionally, he had his own room.  When the talk of moving came around…Ole “Chatty Cathy” Keating got upset at the thought of having to share a room.  He felt slighted, what with all of the flirting he had invested…how that did nothing towards increasing him to Champagne Room status??? Welcome back to life with us scrubs beeeoootch.  Jamie’s roommate is a great guy named Jerry!  Again, moving out of the ICU is progress…even if it does feel like going from the W at Times Square to the Super 8 Motel in Flushing Meadows.  (that was my shout out to Lisa and Bobby out there on the East Coast)

The move was pretty entertaining.  Jamie, who has self-appointed himself a “Chatty Cathy” was talking to everybody he could see.  When we arrived at the same elevator with a nurse pushing a senior citizen (old lady) there was a bit of a log jam.  The senior’s nurse asked if we were going into the elevator…and before our transporter nurse (transporter is actually his title…which Jamie and I think is pretty cool) could answer...Jamie responded with…”yeah, we’re heading down to the bar for a beer!”  The dynamics at that point were fantastic….as his joke fell horribly from grace on the “no personalities” on the receiving end….crickets, crickets, crickets!  I thought it was genius…but because he is my little bro I responded with… ”perhaps it was poor delivery!” The remainder of the 5 minute trip might or might not have included talking about Who Wants To Be A Millionaire with an Indian Janitor from Mumbai…or mission statements with the FedEx delivery man!

We did receive a couple awesome pictures that I want to share with you that came from Jamie’s buddy Mike Gunderson.  Gundy is a graphic design extraordinaire…as you will see.  Another masterpiece, G!




I will close by thanking everybody for reading and posting on the blog.  Keep it up.  We are reading.  Since I have cheated you details I will give a quick rundown:  No Diesel sightings, unless he was all gilly suited up and in hiding…watching…”come on Deez…quit funnin’ around!” We did meet the ICU Duty Doc…Dr Harris who said Jamie is doing good.  He recommended we get Jamie’s “Purple Satchel” on film for the memories!  I shaved Jamie face and head…and believe me it helped his day.  You definitely look forward to the little things. We said goodbye to Valerie, Tim and all of the awesome nurses in the ICU leaving behind his drain tube.  Looking forward to tomorrow, Jamie will start his Physical Therapy plan…and in fact is talking to his therapist now.  She said he can do thigh exercises so I will recommend that Gail bring his Suzanne Somers approved Thigh Master!!! Oops, did I post that? Additionally, and perhaps the possible material for tomorrow’s blog…Jamie will receive a laxative tonight!!!  Man, no crickets on that one!  I am like a kid on Christmas Eve! Until tomorrow…

10 comments:

  1. Tommy,
    You are too funny. You have really missed your calling. I hope you don't intend on going home anytime soon.

    Jamie,
    I am so going to use all this info in the future!
    Payback is a bitch....
    Love you guys,
    Mary

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  2. You guys keep up the great writing and updates, I'll keep up the visuals!

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  3. Tommy,
    Another great posting about the adventures of Jamie aka Pussy La La, aka Chatty Cathy, aka The man with the Purple Satchel.
    Jamie,
    Glad that your situation is improving and that you have kept your slightly twisted sense of humor through all this. How does it feel to be out of the ICU and not looking like high school science project. Keep up healing and give that "Thigh Master" a good workout. OOOh, the picture that all this builds in ones mind. Frightening!!!

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  4. "It's just a flesh wound!" or "Nothing a few shots of Patron won't cure"

    Great stories - keep them up.

    Jamie - we are rooting for you (from the bar downstairs). Keep up the improvements.

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  5. Hi Jamie,

    I am reading this blog every day for updates. I am happy to hear you are making progress. Leah and I are both thinking about you and wish you a speedy recovery.

    Talk with you soon!

    Alex

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  6. Hey Man,

    Reading the updates on you, I already love your brother and I haven't even met him! Know that my parents, Frank,Rob, Jon, Evan, etc all are wishing you a speedy recover.

    Tom, I'm working on a nice video for the your little bro, please stand by!

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  7. To the Keatings,
    I think the best therapy for Jamie is spending time with his big brother. Tom, I have three younger brothers myself and often refer to Jamie as such. Terrible events make for great times with those we care for so much. Isn't life strange... or aren't "we" strange for letting life get in the way of the important things. Great job on the daily recap, and honestly Tom if Jamie's Pussy la-la either he's following his brother's example or you should have kicked him around more when you were kids. Either way you're partially responsible. Don't worry Jamie.. Tone's got your back.

    Heal up J... looking forward to seeing you later this month.

    Tony

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  8. Jamie, Hang in there dude. We're thinking about you here in New York and hoping all is back to normal real fast. You'll be back better than ever like Lee Majors, I'm sure of it. Corby, Lexi, and Scout

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  9. Tom, you are definitely Jamie's brother, good writing.

    Hi Jamie - who needs the motor work now, huh ? and hey, ask them to fix the arm pump while they're operating, or install another excuse. heal up man. this shit sucks. Dr AC prescribes norco, beer, and a cute nurse. take two of each.

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  10. Love the stories. Humor heals everything! Glad the two of you (Jamie & Tom) are together during this ordeal. Thinking of you! xxoo

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