“Where in the World is Frankie Toritto?”

Those of you who waste your precious time following the ramblings of this old Florida codger and part time philosopher  may have noticed my absence from these boards recently.

But then again maybe not.  In esther case, I am going to bring you up to date with recent events in the life of Toritto

Feel free to click away at any time.

Those of you who drop in here occasionally will recall my emergency hospital stay back in August which resulted in the removal of a ruptured spleen.  I was bleeding to death internally and didn’t now it.   When I was on my last legs, in my recliner, holding the phone and knowing I wasn’t going to make it till morning, I finally pushed the buttons.

EMS came to the house through the back door and carted unconscious Toritto out on a stretcher.  After a couple of transfusions and a scan it was off to surgery and a spleen removal.  I have a lovely zipper scar as a momento of the occasion.

After 11 or 12 days in hospital it was home to recuperate.  Actually was doing fine with a visiting nurse and physical therapist twice a week.  And soon I was up and about, living on my own.  You can read all about this adventure in the August archives.

The months rolled by and soon it was November when I began to notice a new problem.  I had become conscious of my breathing.  Now breathing is something we normally don’t think about; we just do it.  We begin to think about it when we are resting; laying on our asses but suddenly conscious of being short of breath. Days went by and I began to feel like every breath I took was a deep breath.

Called the doc who immediately order a chest ex-ray.  Soon my phone rang and I was told to report to the hospital for a thoracentesis.   I was building fluid in the pleura, the sack surrounding the lung which was creating pressure  outside the  lung slowly cutting off my ability to breath.  It was particularly bad on the left side.

A thoracentesis involves having a tube inserted through your back between your ribs and into your pleural sack to drain the fluid.  No anesthesia.  Outpatient basis. My left lung was done on Friday and the right on Monday.  By Tuesday night I couldn’t breath again.

And so it was back into hospital on November 10.  Thoracentesis wasn’t working.  After a coupe of days of evaluations by the lung docs I was advised that I had a tear or hole in the left pleura and basically had 2 choices.  Insert a tube into the pleura which would exit my chest so I could drain the fluid and air myself.  Not very appealing. Firstly it doesn’t always work.  Secondly it seems like a perfect route for infection.

The second choice was surgery to clean up the ness and then seal the pleura completely wo there is no place left for the fluids to accumulate.

You will note that the pleura consists of an inner and outer layer.  The purpose of the procedure was to bring these layers together so that they would stick to themselves effectively closing out any space for fluid or air.  This would be accomplished by applying an irritant into the pleura.

And so it was off to  surgery, a cleanup after which talc was blown into the pleura.

Yes.  Talc.

After a couple of days of continued drainage through a chest tube it became obvious that the talc didn’t work.  My body simply washed it out.  The pleura wasn’t sealed.

On to phase two.

This involved the injection of povidone iodine through the catheter and into the pleura.

Sounds simple. I can honestly say that this was the most panful 15 minutes of  my life. When it was done again the nest day I insisted on a cocktail of intravenous happy juices.  The second round was much more bearable as I was high as a kite.

After it was done I looked at the doc in front of the nursing staff and said “Now that wasn’t so difficult was it?”

I was discharged last Friday and am now home again recuperating.  I have a visiting nurse and a physical therapist.  Same ones I had last time.

And I can honestly say I haven’t breathed this well in a long time.

Can’t wait for 2020 to bid adieu.

About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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19 Responses to “Where in the World is Frankie Toritto?”

  1. Dr. Rex says:

    M’gosh!! Feel better soon. Wishing you a prompt recovery … you were missed!! 🙏🏽


  2. For the love of !!! You are really going through it! I missed you, indeed I did. I SO hope that you are truly on the road to recovery. Dear, dear little Clark needs his grandpa as well as the rest of your family.

    Get well, toritto, truly and seriously, get WELL and stay WELL!!!! There are many of us who read your writings and have never met you, but we ‘feel’ a connection to you, all the same. You have been missed, dear toritto, you have been missed.


  3. DesertAbba says:

    Frank, our 52 year old attorney son just spent considerable time in hospital with a pleural effusion resulting from poorly treated pneumonia diagnosed as a muscle issue from heavy lifting. Medicine is still part art, part science. Glad you are again on the science side. Do take it easy! There is nothing more significant than your recovery to engage your grandson in his growing up! Best to you!!

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  4. Wow. This sounds awful! I hope you will fully recover quickly!

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  5. My word, that’s more than enough to have to deal with on top of the previous hospital visit. I am so glad to read you can breathe properly again. Be extremely kind to yourself. x

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  6. Get week soon Frank, you have been missed.

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  7. vcroman says:

    So glad to hear you are getting back to normal. We have been thinking about you and we are looking forward to seeing your continued posts. Get well.

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  8. beetleypete says:

    When I asked where you were, I guessed it was something serious. And it was.
    That sounds completely awful, Frank, but your resilience saw you through it.
    Best wishes for a full recovery, old friend.

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  9. jdoublep says:

    Bless you, man. Get well soon!

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  10. Oh my goodness! I didn’t know you were away because I’ve been away myself. You’ve really been through it! Get well soon. Sending healing thoughts and best wishes for a complete recovery and no more medical issues!

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  11. Inkplume says:

    That is a lot to go through in a few months at the best of times, never mind during a pandemic. Get well soon!

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  12. Oh my gosh. This sounds horrible Frank. I hope you truly are one the road to recovery now. You’re in my thoughts.

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  13. leggypeggy says:

    Good heavens. No way this needed to be on your dance card this year—or ever. Wishing a speedy and full recovery.

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  14. jfwknifton says:

    Still, at least it’s Trump’s last year as president. Get well soon!

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  15. jennasnanny04 says:

    Wrote a lengthy reply yesterday but don’t see it! I must’ve THOUGHT I posted but……
    So, just to say I HAVE been thinking about you and missing your posts! SO sorry to read this story of such a hard road to recovery. As a retired nurse, I understand it all. Hoping you’re totally headed in the right direction. You were missed! Gentle hugs, nancy

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  16. Hi Frank,
    Sending your prayers and blessings for a speedy recovery!
    Keep positive! ♥♥

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  17. Jennie says:

    Good to hear from you, Frank. Wow, you have been through some scary adventures. I wish you well and a speedy recovery.

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  18. John says:

    I was thinking about you this morning. You have been through the wringer this year. Stay safe and wishing you speedy healing and recovery!

    Liked by 1 person

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