Hospital tales part 2

I'm sorry. I am a terrible blogger. I have time to kill, but I never want to use that time to update my Blog. I will try harder from now on.

I've always had an issue with my finger. It's always been itchy and red. it had never gotten out of control until that day.

August 13th, Wednesday morning,

I wake up to get ready for work and hop in the shower. Once I get out of the shower I take a look at my finger and it looks like this..... Gross I know.

So I finally make the call that I can't go on avoiding this issue any longer. I take a walk do to the Thorek Hospital which is just down the street from my house. If I had known how big a problem my finger was going to be I would of went to a much nicer hospital. So walking down to the hospital I thought they would just look at it and say that it's not that bad, give me some cream and send me on my way. Boy I wish that was the way it happened. Instead I spent 2 nights in the Hospital getting pumped full of different antibiotics and stuck in a room with a 60 year old man who checked himself in because he couldn't stop crapping. He was also the night security guard for the hospital. So everyone knew him and would stop by to say hi. I laid in bed for two days watching a shit ton of olympic coverage and sleeping like a mo-fo. I also had a great window view so I saw a lot of the planes doing test runs over the city as they geared up for the Air and Water Show. Since leaving the hospital My finger has cleared up 100%. It turns out it was a very bad case of Eczema that got infected after I didn't take care of it for some time. And of course what did they give me and tell me to do after I left the Hospital. Just put this cream on it. I give Thorek a D plus. Food was awful, people didn't have answers for your questions and they put me in a room with a guy who shit all day.




My view from my room

Outside the emergency room. That's just a man sleeping in the hallway


My view at night


Another gross picture of my Fingers.


My view for 2 days.