By morning I had drunk about 2 litres of water and was craving tea and an orange, and low and behold my poppa shows up with just that. Ahh where is mom? She had a slip and fall but is ok and resting. Great. two of us down. I was never so thankful to see an orange in my life, the juice wet my mouth and I was in a happy place. They brought me breakfast but I couldn't eat anything on the tray as I mentioned no dairy when I first checked in...and what did I have. Milk, tea, yogurt and oatmeal. A lot of beige and dairy!
During the day it was a lot of the same as the night before except for a bright spot. Student nurses! I had a great little one who I felt bad for being a model patient as she wanted so much to help. She got me water and ice, fluffed my pillows, and got me drugs! I'm sure if I wanted her to take notes or make phone calls she would have. My roomies student was not as keen so mine took over helping her too!
I had more visitors than I anticipated and when you are in the hospital, people on the outside bring you things...AWESOME things. I had magazines, wet wipes, snacks galore and even got jewelry! My friends rock. My roomie and I shared our treats back and forth but I was the rebel out of the two of us. Mind you, she had the belly surgery so her mobility was up to mine. By the end of day two I had had enough of the compression stockings and those suckers were gone. I was willing to take my chances. I found my leg warmers made my momma and I was good to go. Warm feet and legs and freedom from those awful stockings.
The next morning I did get tisk tisk looks from the doctors but also lots of compliments on my leg warmers, in my world it all evens out. With the getting better also comes them taking out my IV..yeah and catheter. Now you would think I would be excited by the latter, but truth been known I enjoyed not having to get up but yet drink lots of water. Now that lots of water meant attempting to get out of bed and make it to the washroom. It was only 10 steps away but those 10 steps took 20 minutes, so decreasing the liquid consumption began. Had it not been for my external snacks I would have starved as the food that came my way was blech. Until day 3, as I was being released, did the lactose free food start arriving. When you have to ask what the food is...that is a bad sign. I am thankful I was not all that hungry.
The end of day two they decided it was time for me to go for a walk. My student helped me up and we started slowly down the hall. I got to the nurses station and felt like passing out was in my near future so back to bed I went. Not one to give up, later on that evening as my roomies family came to visit, I got myself up and shuffled down to the lounge area. Sat down, called a friend, and shuffled back.
By the next morning the doctors and I agreed I was good to be released! In on Wednesday out on Friday, all good in my world. get me out. Throw my stuff in a suitcase (which my student did) and let's go. I asked for a porter who i know but instead I got Mario Andriette who weaved me through the back alleys of the hospital and I felt like I was going to hit desks and chairs along the way. I already had enough scars and bruises I didnt need any more. Plus I was still on morphine and things coming at you feel like a lot faster than I am sure they are.
Mom and Dad hadn't even had a chance to get the car out of the garage yet and I was at the front being dumped off. One thing I wasn't thinking about was the fact that my parents had brought their very large, very high truck down. The large part was great, but trying to get up and in the vehicle in my delicate state was not the easiest. I felt like I had run a marathon by the time I got in. Thankfully I do not live too far away and bed was my friend once I got home and settled.
My parents were going to stay with me for a bit as well as I was unable to take care of a lot of tasks by myself. So dreamland was only an eyelid shut away....until about 2am.
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