Back from the dead. At least, that's the way it feels.
For three days, I didn't really know what world I was in.
I am better now, but will not be back to intense blogging for some time.
I was in the hospital from 5:00 A.M. on Saturday, October 22, when I phoned 9-1-1 for the ambulance, until the evening of Thursday, October 27. When the paramedics arrived, my blood pressure was undetectable, and my pulse rate was 56.
What happened to me was unrelated to my ongoing kidney problems.
Diagnoses: cryptosporidiosis and a possible staph infection.
Various complications set in.
I'm not out of the woods yet: it's now a matter of watch and wait.
Former blogger The Merry Widow arrived Tuesday evening to care for both me and Mr. AOW.
As soon as I was conscious enough in the emergency room, I made my first phone call from there to my dear, dear friend Warren to tell him to moderate comments here, and he will be taking up the slack here for some time.
Warning: Warren does not suffer fools gladly.