My first connection with the outer world since my sabbatical in the hospital was this lovely photo of Brookfield Zoo's Newest Baby Giraffe, shown with his Mama.

Yes, it is true, Lyrica seemed like the answer to a prayer, it was relieving pain, but making me dizzy and stupid. It made my ankles swell more and more huge until I was sure the skin would burst. Then, to add insult to injury, I woke up the other morning feeling that post seizure ick I've seen in my two sisters most of my life. My tongue was shredded.

I called the Neurologist who prescribed the Lyrica, and begged him for not the emergency room. Bootless cries, that. My poor house guest had to get up early and drive me to the hospital, where she sat with me from 11A.M. until almost ten at night. Bless her heart. With my blood pressure in the toilet, I managed to stay three days. It's like that with Medicare. Three days, whether it is an ingrown toenail or heart surgery. Many thanks to Beedith for finding me again in the hospital. I was relatively incoherent when I called her.

So, what do you think of our new Giraffe? I think he's real cute.

Comments:

Very cute picture of baby giraffe!!
Thank the Lord for friends like Beedith!

I LOVE the photo!! I happen to collect giraffes and was a charter member of the Giraffe Society whose announced purpose (before it became defunct) was to honor people who stuck their necks out for the common good.

Aren't all babies adorable? Glad to see you're home. Hope you're feeling better.