The evening after the op was done, it was kind of interesting. When I awoke, the first thought that came to mind was - the toilet. Now, how do I get to the toilet and back if I am not allowed to move after the op. ?
Even if I did want to move, my leg was asleep. It did not want to move. And it was epicly painful if I so much as force it to move for a wee bit.
That was when the stress came. I was told of the availability of the call bell and ... the bedpan!!! if I needed to use it.
No..there was no way I was goint to use the bedpan. No way. I didn't need to go toilet at that moment as I have been put on a NIL BY MOUTH so at least I don't have to worry about toilet visits.
The next day I was really stressed in the morning as I wasn't feeling very comfortable. The night before, the nurse on night duty came to take my blood-pressure and she remarked that it was high mostly due to the anaesthetic and op.
Towards the wee hours of the morning, it stayed the same and she asked me what was I thinking about as it is causing the blood-pressure to stay a bit high. And I told her that thinking of how to make it to the toilet and the thought of using the bedpan was stressing me out. I think the nurse thought I was being crazy. But it was the truth. I was truly stressed out at the thought of having to use the bedpan.
Close to lunch time, I really felt uncomfortable. After the morning visit by the doctor, he mentioned that I could move my leg if I wanted to. That was heavenly ... So I had to more or less manouvere and plead my way around the nurse for the use of the wheel chair. And to my delight, she obliged.
O TOILET !!! Magnificent and awesome toilet !!! Here I come...woo hooo...!!! That was the BEST feeling in the whole world..
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