This is me. This is me on morphine. My right shoulder and underarm feel like I have pitched a double header and lost both games. That ikky brown splotch on my gown below my beard is some of the old blood I’ve been coughing up. I asked the doc this morning if it was bleeding from the bronchoscopy. He said it was from the “traumatic intubation”. I’ve been on the working end of too many traumatic intubations in my professional life. Let’s just say I’m lucky that I don’t have a tracheotomy and/or a hypoxic brain injury…although this morphine makes me feel that way sometimes.
Oh and by the way, this has taken me an hour to write. With that I’ll pass.