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The title is already out of date. I’ve been free to pee on my own for more than 24 hours. No tube. And I’m no longer wearing a bustier.
The cardiologist had me wear a heart monitor harness overnight. It was a teal-colored spandex combination sports bra, crop top, and bustier. The pecs/boobs poked out from cutouts in front. It was a few sizes too small and crushed the bottom of my pecs and squeezed the rest out the top. The spandex immediately curled up below my pecs. My doctor thought it was quite “modern.” If it had fit, it might have looked sci-fi sexy. It did not fit. San Geraldo wanted me to share a photo. That’s not going to happen.
Surprisingly, the cardiologist said my heart looks very good (not what I expected to hear after heart failure). My incredible “team” is studying everything to understand why the infection began in the first place. I’m pleased with their progress. I meet someone new every day and can’t believe the attention I’ve received. I’m feeling well and doing well but will pretty certainly be here through the rest of the week, until there’s no trace of infection. As time goes on, I intend to stop sharing every little detail of my illness(es) and plan to just share general progress. I think it will be healthier for us all. Today, I feel great.
The photos are from a wander in the hospital yesterday afternoon. I returned a while ago from a beautiful walk outside under the Mediterranean sky.
El título ya está desactualizado. He podido orinar solo durante más de 24 horas. Sin tubo. Y ya no llevo corpiño.
El cardiólogo me hizo usar un arnés de monitor cardíaco durante la noche. Era una combinación de sujetador deportivo, top corto y corpiño de spandex de color verde azulado. Los pectorales/las tetas sobresalían de los recortes en el frente. Era unos cuantos tamaños demasiado pequeño y aplastó la parte inferior de mis pectorales y exprimió el resto por la parte superior. El spandex inmediatamente se curvó debajo de mis pectorales. Mi médico pensó que era bastante (moderno). Si hubiera encajado, podría haber parecido sexy de ciencia ficción. No encajaba. San Geraldo quería que compartiera una foto. Eso no va a suceder.
Sorprendentemente, el cardiólogo dijo que mi corazón se ve muy bien (no es lo que esperaba escuchar después de una insuficiencia cardíaca). Mi increíble “equipo” está estudiando todo para comprender por qué comenzó la infección. Estoy satisfecho con su progreso. Conozco a alguien nuevo todos los días y no puedo creer la atención que recibo. Me siento bien y estoy bien, pero seguramente estaré aquí el resto de la semana, hasta que no haya rastros de infección. A medida que pase el tiempo, tengo la intención de dejar de compartir cada pequeño detalle de mi(s) enfermedad(es) y planeo compartir simplemente el progreso general. Creo que será más saludable para todos nosotros. Hoy me siento genial.
Las fotos son de un paseo por el hospital ayer por la tarde. Regresé hace un tiempo de un hermoso paseo al aire libre bajo el cielo del Mediterráneo.
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Now you can get the feeling of when us drag queens pull and tuck and get into tight spandex foundations. Ohhhhhhhh the price of beauty…….
I can imagine your glad the tube is gone. Hopefully you’ll never have to get another one.
Mistress Borghese,
I barely got a glimpse of what drag queens go through! Things are going great!
Unleashed – what a relief that must be. And now you know firsthand why women take their bras off the moment they get home from work! Mine would usually come off on the way home once I mastered the art of slipping out of it without undressing.
And now your heart’s mechanical function matches its emotional function – good through and through.
Wilma,
I would have been a bra burner!
You are certainly getting the ‘full meal deal’! Great news that you are heading in a good direction.
The hospital looks like a resort. Enjoy.
Jim,
The hospital does look like a resort and, speaking of meals: the food is excellent!
“Tits and ass! Bought myself a fancy pair.” So glad you’re out of the training bra. I was imagining a Britney Spears sort-of look..? Jx
PS that view of Benalmadena focuses on the “pyramid-shaped” blocks on the Benal Beach Club apartments, where we always stay! We’ll be there again in a few weeks’ time…
Jon,
I shouldn’t have done the tits and ass at the same time! I remember you commenting on the view the last time I was here.
Glad you’re receiving such good, attentive care!
Excellent news all around. Could some sort of infection have been introduced when you had the foot surgery?
Ms. Moon
Ms. Moon,
It started before the foot surgery. Weird nothing was detected during pre-op.
Oh, well now…. Strong heart! No more catheter! Beautiful walks! Excellent care! All great to hear 🙂
Judy C
Judy C,
A bit like a hotel stay… A bit.
Great to hear from you. So glad you are doing better. We worry about you, and the cats can’t wait to beg for their 11 AM snack, at 9AM. Feel free to update us on any attractive doctors or fashion crimes. I need to remember to pack the right shirt and shorts to wear to lunch, just to verify that your heart is strong.
David,
Oh my god, the doctors and nurses. Better than Gray’s Anatomy. No exaggeration. Wish I could have collected photos of them all. Did you know how sexy scrubs can be?
Best news yet, Mitchell!!! So happy your progress continues in a positive way! Rest and relax for a while more in the hospital and then Jerry will take over taking great care of you!❤️ Linda
Linda,
I hope to need no taking care of! Thanks.
Great heart news! Dr boud here checking on my patient and sorry to have missed the drag show. I hope you had a drag name while it lasted.
Boud,
I could always share the photo and have a drag name contest. Or not!
So glad you’re making progress and feeling good enough to walk around!
Carole,
Having great, long walks.
Glad you’re tubeless but giggling abit about the corset and bustier!
Very happy you’re feeling better; that’s the important thing.
Bob,
Once home I might photoshop myself out of the bustier so you can see what it looked like. I can’t find a picture anywhere of one like it.
I’m glad the tube is gone, but I’m a little disappointed not to get a photo of the “bustier”. (being modeled or not)
Kelly,
Unfortunately, I never had a chance to get a photo of the bustier when I wasn’t wearing it. And I’ve searched the web and have found nothing like it!
When I read bustier, I wondered if it was to enhance the appearance of your accidental breast implants. You could’ve shared a photo, Scoot. This is a safe place to do your Madonna impression. We don’t judge here (well not in writing, anyway). I’m with Wilma on the bra thing. I wear one only if I go somewhere and the girls need to be semi-perkyish. At home they are free of the binder and lazily nap on their shelf, my front butt. I’m happy that you’re now tubeless. I’m going to shut up now before my mind goes further into Smutville .
If it’s any consolation, Miss Deedles, I had the same thoughts about the bustier and Madonna. Then I realized I really don’t wanna see Madonna or anyone else of our generation in one, LOL!
Deedles,
They need NO enhancement. I’ve been using them as a snack table. And they never rest.
Great news, Mitchell — you and SG will be back at Meson Salvador before you know it! And I bet Moose & Dudo will be happy to see you again too. Oh, and check your in-box as I’ve sent you an email as well.
Tundra,
Sending you huge hugs!
When they finally figure out what’s wrong with you, here’s betting that it appears in a medical journal.
Kirk,
Wouldn’t that be cool? As long as it’s completely cured!
I was so incredibly happy to read this post, and I am so glad that the tube is gone. Yay! Was it painful when they took it out? Your heart monitor doesn’t sound modern at all. I have a permanent one under my skin that is this tiny little contraption. I’ve worn them before that were huge and clunky. Such good news to start my day!
Michael,
Another expert nurse. I hardly felt a thing. Removing the IV tape from my hairy arms is much worse. The little heart monitor attached to the spandex was cool and elegant. But my doctor was commenting on the sexy little spandex number itself.
I’m glad you didn’t feel much pain with the removal. It was awful for me, and I bled. A student of mine came to visit me in the hospital and all I could think about was not letting him see the blood stains on the bed. Thanks for clarifying about the sexy spandex!
Michael,
Ow! I would have been exactly like you with any visitor. I didn’t even like anyone seeing the PICC line.
I know what you mean.
Just caught up with your medical news. Maybe this is not the time for a lesson in how to pronounce Worcestershire Sauce! I’ll be in Fuengirola tomorrow and hope to eat at your favourite restaurant. It had better come up to expectations!
Margaret from Oz.
Margaret,
I am so disappointed I can’t be there with you. I, too, hope it doesn’t disappoint! Tell them you’re a friend of mine (Mitch / Mee-TCHELL). And have a Pionono chupito (shot) after the meal. Have a great time!
Oh, now I DO wish I could have seen the bustier. I hope they figure out the source of the infection. Very strange!
Steve:
I’ll find a way to share it with me blanked out. I looked again and there’s no way I’m going international with THAT look.
Yay for peeing freely! So happy to read this progress! You have pecs..I have sand bags!
Sassybear:
My pecs look like they need be pumped up. As for peeing freely, I gotta go!