im_a_catch: ([Post Transplant] Pensive)
[personal profile] im_a_catch
Probably the worst damn bout of cabin fever I ever had came about when I was waitin’ for my bandages to come off...after my heart transplant. Sounds kinda funny, right? I spend more ‘n a year or two bound to my bed, and it’s when I’m healthy that it finally starts getting to me. Don’t get me wrong, I had my dark moments towards...well, what I *thought* was the end. Signing those DNR orders and all.

Thing is, though...I was sick for damn near five years. In and out of hospitals, up and down from my sickbed...you get a little stir crazy after some time, but after a while it gets to be like something out of THE SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION. The walls of a sickroom got a lot in common with the walls of a prison. First you hate ‘em, then you get used to ‘em...then you get to depend on ‘em.

I fought it, though...long as I could, but eventually I was turning into that poor sick bastard that I loathed and despised. If not for Izzie...I think I’d have reached my breaking point a lot sooner. Might not have even made it to the transplant. Sometimes I hated how she helped me...how great she was at getting me through every day, but more than that making me *want* to get through every day, even if it was hooked to a machine. I didn’t want to be that guy, I didn’t want to sit idly by and watch a machine pump my heart and be okay with it. But I knew I had to do it.

So cabin fever? Not so much...I couldn’t feel trapped and smothered, or even enclosed because there was no hope. No outside, nothing but my room, the machines, and the people that moved in and out of it. After, though...after the transplant, with my stitches ready to come out and the bandages no longer a problem...

Then there was hope again.

And *that’s* when the walls started closing in.

And I’ll tell ya this...I’ve never been happier to deal with a bout of the claustrophobic grouches than I was in the few days before the doc came in and snipped me free. Because nothing cures cabin fever better than not just getting out and getting free...but knowing that you *can*.

Muse: Denny Duquette
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Words: 396

Date: 2006-12-13 10:40 pm (UTC)
youputdownmount: (Casual = Laugher [hand])
From: [personal profile] youputdownmount
See I tell you Scrabble cures just about everything.

Just don't eat the letter tiles.

Date: 2006-12-13 11:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imacatch.livejournal.com
Do I even wanna *know* where that crack came from? Because I thought we weren't gonna discuss board games and bowel movements anymore. ;)

Date: 2006-12-13 11:24 pm (UTC)
youputdownmount: (Default)
From: [personal profile] youputdownmount
I didn't say it was work related here at all, just some friendly advice from your favorite Cabin Fever cure all.

Seriously Denny. The layout, seriously.

Date: 2006-12-13 11:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imacatch.livejournal.com
Duly noted...you know how good I am at obeyin' doctor's orders and all.

What's wrong with it? I like my layout!

Date: 2006-12-14 12:02 am (UTC)
youputdownmount: (Casual = Laughter [Big])
From: [personal profile] youputdownmount
That you are, you were such a good patient. ;)

Seriously? Seriously. This radioactive Lime Jello looking thing that honestly... just doesn't make me think "Oh Denny take me now!" I mean I think Denny Duqette, I don't think of this color scheme at all. It's blinding Denny. Seriously.

Date: 2006-12-14 12:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imacatch.livejournal.com
Model citizen. That's me. I think Bailey was even gonna nominate me for some kinda award...that's the scuttlebut. ;p

Aw, come on! There *is* a little Irish blood underneath all this Bayou boy...but what, you want something sexier? I can swing that...let's see if I got any of those nude pictures on my hard drive...or maybe I oughta put up one of those header things, something I'd like to look at...like you, for instance? *smirk*

Date: 2006-12-14 12:13 am (UTC)
youputdownmount: (Default)
From: [personal profile] youputdownmount
Right, I am sure out of all the patients that ended up getting on of her interns kicked out of the program, then came crawling back to that same program on a leash that was shorter than a Yorkie in New York deserved an award.

I think I'll just give you an award instead when I get off shift.

Bethany Whisper would be better than this Denny.

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