Hello, my lovelies...
I will avoid rambly as I am in pain and rambly left ages ago. I've popped a fever today, and let me tell you.... I really don't know if I have ever felt so bad. Im in a clear patch at the moment, able to think clearly and communicate.
I made a pre-op and post op list through this week. So this week, I have learned...
Being that it isn't remotely close to summertime, I am feeling a large degree of resistance to all of the grooming I have to do in the name of pride and humility peri-op.
I'm going to have a piece of a dead guy in me.
Why is the end of a straight cath ribbed? It certainly is NOT for her pleasure!
I wish I started looking for "mommy is with you" trinkets for the kids sooner. The idea only struck me this past weekend. I found cute things they'll like. I just know I could have done better.
No NSAIDs for seven days does become horrible.
I've withheld every impulse in me to make a request list for post op orders. There are just SO.MANY.THINGS. Like, please do motrin instead of tylenol.
I'd like to apologize in advance to all my nurses just in case I'm "that nurse patient". I promise I don't mean to be. This has been a long, horrible journey and reaching where I am now is scary.
(I have trust issues.)
There aren't any tiny womens cut fun hospital gowns that I can find in my quick 7-minute search.
I hope my hardware in entirely titanium.
Being pediatrically sized is complicated.
Post op:
I am very thankful for the functional differences between morphine and dilaudid.
I might actually be taller now.
No, really! I think I am!
Falling asleep with a phone in your hand will result in one of two things happening: 1. getting smacked the face by a phone, or 2. getting the **** scared right out of you when you get a text.
It's still annoying as a patient when a patient has their 49 closest friends and family packed into their room and the hallway.
It's still annoying when patient family members stare in a room. MY ROOM.
It really sucks when the floor starts sundowning early and your PCA is empty and your stomach is jacked up and you have an idiot CNA who freaks out because your 12 respirations are LOW!OMG! "Can you silence your PCA's alarm?" for the 18th time is making me very cranky.
Flipping lights on and shouting as loud as you deem necessary does not actually mean the sleeping person in front of you heard a single word you said.
Alaris PC Guardrails is a really crappy PCA.
It's 5:30 in the morning. Do you know where your sundowner went?
You guys learn anything good?