So, Monday, I'm in the hospital, its the day I decide to go home (I was given the decision of which day to go home, see below) and I started my period.. . .and, what do you know, the hopsital doesn't have tampons or pads, just these genormous pads they give women that have just had babies. . .yah, huge! I won't say what I texted my friends but it was pretty funny.
I was given the option of going home either on Monday or Tuesday and if I was able to go home on Monday then I could go home whenever I got a ride to the hospital. Two of my coworkers came to pick me up once I got all my prescriptions and what I needed to do at home. Oh, it was so good to get home, but the best part was when I went outside and smelt fresh air for the first time in six days!!! So awesome! Seriously, I was in heaven.
As soon as I got home, my coworker ran over to IGA to pick up some groceries for me while another coworker stayed with me while I was trying to figure out where to get my prescriptions. After she came back, we went to London Drugs to get my morphine. I'm sitting there dressed like a crazy person, my pain killers were wearing off, my cramps were bad, my allergies were giving me a headache and my cramps from my period were hugely bad! lol, it actually made me laugh!
I get home, pass out on my couch for a while (while cuddling my cats. . .they were happy I was home!)
Tuesday I decide to have a bath. I probably should have thought about how to get out of the bathtub. I had a bath because I wanted to wash my hair (it was getting gross) and as stuck there for about 10 minutes trying to figure out how to get out! Was hilarious!
OK, I had a very bad day today so I'm drinking a really strong vodka and cranberry. I'll post more tomorrow.
Friday, March 02, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Diary of a broken elbow - part three
So I left off waking up in post-op. This was the only part of my hospital experience I did not like. I remember trying to wake myself because I was really confused. I checked the time and it was about 3:00 or 3:30pm. There was a nurse trying to feed me water but I kept fighting her off. Reflecting upon it, I felt like once I was having to move back upstairs, my bed was just pushed aside, the nurse didn't check on me again and I was sitting there for a good 20 minutes before someone came to take me back upstairs. I didn't like this part of my hospital stay so I'm not going to talk about it that much.
Friday night, three of my friends came by for a visit (I got in trouble from the same nurse as the night before, my friends were there until about 9:30pm). And! I finally got to eat after two days! Woohoo! Liquid diet (not alcohol!), I got jello! Yummy...so, I got two bites of jello, three sips of mint tea (my friends brought it for me), and a few sips of juice into me. It was like this until Saturday night when I had some chicken.
My first night out of surgery was very painful. I was trying to not scream out in pain. About four times that night I need "break-through" medication (where they would pump me full of morphine through my IV). It wasn't fun at all. It was hard to get through the night and most of Saturday without them. The girls all came by again during the day one and of the girls loaned me her TV phone so I could check my emails, watch a little TV when I wanted, was awesome!!! Of course, one of the nurses made fun of me for now having TWO cell phones. hehehehe.
Sunday morning was great! I got bacon with my breakfast! Yummy!!! I talked to my surgeon and he told me I could leave Monday or Tuesday (I was hoping for Monday, I wanted to be in my own space). A few of my friends from work came by for a visit. I stole David's grapes (hehehe). I actually received a basket of fruit and other goodies from my dance friends on Saturday. One of the nurses actually commented he'd never seen someone receive one fruit basket, let alone two!!! But, I have to say that the green grapes helped me regain some of my appetite, which is why poor David lots his grapes out of his shopping! I had my first cup of tea today as well! Yummy! I got my friend Jan to come by with some.
I have to say that Sunday was also a very liberating day for me. This might sound very strange to you, but i was showered by one of the nurses. I so desperately needed my hair washed and it wasn't working out in the shower like we wanted so we just decided I needed a full on shower. let me tell you, to be that helpless and be able to say sure, I'll get completely naked infront of a stranger and have you help me clean myself, well, it's very liberating. I can tell you that I've responded completely different to things as they come up in my life now. I know its sounds very strange, but it was a growth experience for me.
Well, the elbow is feeling funny so I have to sign off for now!
Friday night, three of my friends came by for a visit (I got in trouble from the same nurse as the night before, my friends were there until about 9:30pm). And! I finally got to eat after two days! Woohoo! Liquid diet (not alcohol!), I got jello! Yummy...so, I got two bites of jello, three sips of mint tea (my friends brought it for me), and a few sips of juice into me. It was like this until Saturday night when I had some chicken.
My first night out of surgery was very painful. I was trying to not scream out in pain. About four times that night I need "break-through" medication (where they would pump me full of morphine through my IV). It wasn't fun at all. It was hard to get through the night and most of Saturday without them. The girls all came by again during the day one and of the girls loaned me her TV phone so I could check my emails, watch a little TV when I wanted, was awesome!!! Of course, one of the nurses made fun of me for now having TWO cell phones. hehehehe.
Sunday morning was great! I got bacon with my breakfast! Yummy!!! I talked to my surgeon and he told me I could leave Monday or Tuesday (I was hoping for Monday, I wanted to be in my own space). A few of my friends from work came by for a visit. I stole David's grapes (hehehe). I actually received a basket of fruit and other goodies from my dance friends on Saturday. One of the nurses actually commented he'd never seen someone receive one fruit basket, let alone two!!! But, I have to say that the green grapes helped me regain some of my appetite, which is why poor David lots his grapes out of his shopping! I had my first cup of tea today as well! Yummy! I got my friend Jan to come by with some.
I have to say that Sunday was also a very liberating day for me. This might sound very strange to you, but i was showered by one of the nurses. I so desperately needed my hair washed and it wasn't working out in the shower like we wanted so we just decided I needed a full on shower. let me tell you, to be that helpless and be able to say sure, I'll get completely naked infront of a stranger and have you help me clean myself, well, it's very liberating. I can tell you that I've responded completely different to things as they come up in my life now. I know its sounds very strange, but it was a growth experience for me.
Well, the elbow is feeling funny so I have to sign off for now!
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Diary of a broken elbow - part two
So, I woke up for the first time in a hospital the following morning. I still had my IV drip, but they changed it to one with sugar and other vitamins (you know, to fill me up as I can't eat). I was waiting on an emergency surgery wait list for my elbow. I got told in the morning I was going to have a CT scan at some point and if there was an OR room available, then I would get surgery. Diane and Ana from work came to visit me in the morning, thank god! I was totally bored, however, I had a window and was on the 10th foor, nice view! Thankfully it was sunny, however, made my room awefully warm. First time getting up and peeing wasn't that nice either. I was pretty dizzy from no food (well, I did have that yummy IV drip, that sure was filling).
In the afternoon they moved me to the 8th floor where the orthopedic ward was. Just before I went downstairs I got a huge orchid arrangement from the building managers of the building I fell in (just about every single nurse asked if the card said "Please don't sue us") and I got a nice fruit basket from work (however, it was also sort of mean considering I couldn't eat!). Probably about 5pm one of my coworkers came for a visit and then my friend Zamina came after work. She was there for about 20 minutes while I was snoring away, of course, she hates hospitals and was near fainting whenever she heard anything. We had to call Jan again, she didn't realize that I was in the hospital and waiting for surgery. Then we got into trouble because they were there until close to 10pm with me (visiting hours are over at 8pm).
The next morning I wake up, lots of pain, and I'm also feeling sort of sick so they hooked up a gravel drip for me. Yummy. At least it worked. I found out that I was finally going to have surgery (at this point I haven't eaten since midnight on Wednesday and this was Friday morning). I get taken for pre-op at 10am. I'm very scared. I've never had surgery before and had no idea what to expect. While I'm waiting in pre-op, I had three different people come ask me questions, the same questions. All I wanted was to be left alone to cry before surgery and everyone's asking me the same questions.
I finally get taken into the OR room about 1050am. I was actually quite interested to be in there (so that distracted me from my fear for a bit). I was a bit shocked to see a crucifix, and since everything was white, it really stood out. I was given some gas, told to count down and that's the last thing I remember before waking up in post-op.
In the afternoon they moved me to the 8th floor where the orthopedic ward was. Just before I went downstairs I got a huge orchid arrangement from the building managers of the building I fell in (just about every single nurse asked if the card said "Please don't sue us") and I got a nice fruit basket from work (however, it was also sort of mean considering I couldn't eat!). Probably about 5pm one of my coworkers came for a visit and then my friend Zamina came after work. She was there for about 20 minutes while I was snoring away, of course, she hates hospitals and was near fainting whenever she heard anything. We had to call Jan again, she didn't realize that I was in the hospital and waiting for surgery. Then we got into trouble because they were there until close to 10pm with me (visiting hours are over at 8pm).
The next morning I wake up, lots of pain, and I'm also feeling sort of sick so they hooked up a gravel drip for me. Yummy. At least it worked. I found out that I was finally going to have surgery (at this point I haven't eaten since midnight on Wednesday and this was Friday morning). I get taken for pre-op at 10am. I'm very scared. I've never had surgery before and had no idea what to expect. While I'm waiting in pre-op, I had three different people come ask me questions, the same questions. All I wanted was to be left alone to cry before surgery and everyone's asking me the same questions.
I finally get taken into the OR room about 1050am. I was actually quite interested to be in there (so that distracted me from my fear for a bit). I was a bit shocked to see a crucifix, and since everything was white, it really stood out. I was given some gas, told to count down and that's the last thing I remember before waking up in post-op.
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