So here I sit (no, I’m not doing that rhyme!)… in a nursing home hallway. This one happens to be one of the nicest. It connects the patient area with the rehab facility and is long and quiet with big windows and the slight hum of a failing air conditioning unit nearby. People walk, roll, stumble and/or run by. The runners are the patients who have escaped from the more “secure” part of the facility. It’s amazing how fast some people can go dragging a 20lb tank of oxygen.
As you might have surmised, my Dad is still recovering from his bout with pneumonia. Actually, it has sort of snuck back up on him and he’s back on antibiotics. Amazingly, he’s finally getting a good powernap. Usually, no sooner than he shuts his eyes someone comes in with that overdone, loud, assuming-you’re-not-only-old-but-deaf, voice… “Mr. So-and-So?! I’m here for your sponge bath!” “Mr. So-and-So?! Time for your meds!” “Mr. So-and-So?! Do these scrubs make me look fat?” OK… no one ever asked that (though the scrubs aren’t very flattering).
Anyway, like I said, I’ve found a peaceful little spot with a nice cushy chair and a view of trees and the occasional bird taking a crap on a patient dozing in the sunshine outside. I have to admit… it’s hard sitting in my Dad’s room. And not because of my Dad but because it’s a room filled with all kinds of medical noises. They just remind you that life is short and that we all take for granted this wonderful thing we call “good health.”
With that in mind, here is some medical advice from my upcoming book, “No shit, Sherlock: the musings of a man known for overstating the obvious”
1) Don’t smoke. Ever. I don’t care if it’s your right or if you think it makes you look cool or if you just “can’t stop” because you’re so addicted or if you just enjoy it. Stop it or don’t do it. It will ruin your lungs and will kill you. You’re not much good to your family as worm food.
2) Exercise. Yes, get off the couch, futon, La-Z-Boy or one of those little portable chairs you carry to sit and watch sporting events. Just get up. You can do P90X or you can just walk. But do something. Do you really want a future of sponge baths from Hilda— the nurse with the long, coarse hair growing out of her elbow?
3) Eat…right! Skip the fast foods that will make your arteries look like cannolis. Get those fruits and vegetables in your system (as long as they’re not from Germany…as of 6/6/11 they’re the cause of e-coli over there). This is so important. About three years ago I was eating “clean” as us former P90 x-ers like to call it, and I really never felt better. A nasty old burger on a rusty old grill isn’t “clean” in so many ways!
Yes, I am Captain Obvious but if you could see what I’ve seen here, you’d take care of yourself much better than you are. It’s not just for you but for your family. So there. That’s my rambling thought process for the day. The hallway is becoming less quiet and man, those birds are now on a major dive bombing mission.
Whoa! Right in that lady’s Ensure. Well, protein is protein.