So in the end I was released from Hospital on Sunday 26th, despite me being worried I would not be. The last drain didn’t come out but I was allowed to go home with it in as long as I monitored the drainage myself each morning and report it to House’s office; then go back on Wednesday for a check up.
I was thrilled, and if could, I would have jumped for joy! – As soon as I got out of Hospital I wanted to go shopping, I did actually need some new clothes (essential items 😉 ) and food for the house. So my friend Janelle (who picked me up) took me to the local Shopping Centre… Just before we got there I was exhausted. I had not factored in that getting up, showered, dressed, packed, down to pharmacy to pick up the drugs and going in the car would take it’s toll – but it did. Add to this that I am only walking slowly at the moment, and all of a sudden that shopping centre, and walking in it – felt like a mountain summit.
This trip took on a whole new dimension. The fatigue hit me like a tonne of bricks in the car… I didn’t know if I could do it. As we were driving there we were talking about a parking game plan; i.e. which car park door was closest, then Janelle suggested jokingly (i think) to go to the shopping mobility desk and borrow a wheelchair. Well I was not keen, but it made sense – I couldn’t walk that far, my blood levels were still down and the last thing I wanted was to be released from hospital only to faint on the first day. So I agreed.
Janelle dropped me at the closest door, parked the car and went to the shop mobility desk… Only they didn’t have any wheelchairs let – only a motorized scooter. She actually had to drive the thing back to me, so that was a bonus! So, there I was, sitting on a motorized scooter driving around the shopping centre… And it was a humbling experience. Many people do not look were they walk. (I am sure I’ve been guilty of this in the past) Kids (being kids) will ask what is wrong with her?, You have to use the lift every time to change floors at the centre (which is crowded with trolleys, prams and everyone else who can’t use the escalators) and occasionally you get a dirty look or mean glance from someone with the message of “Why are you here in a supermarket in that big thing”.
So even though I was a bit embarrassed by the situation to start with, It definitely was a growth experience for me and a humbling one at that; I think that everyone should have to experience it – the whole walk a mile in someone else’s shoe thing!
One of the best things about coming home was the peace and quiet, not being bothered for meals three times a day, plus a morning and afternoon tea on top of that; or people coming in to see if you want the paper, to clean your room (twice a day), Nurses doing observations, Doctors checking you… It is almost impossible to rest! All necessary in the life of a hospital but tiring.
The down side of coming home is being alone and having to make my own cups of tea and food! Ha – can’t win either way… But on a more serious note, (and I wrote about this in the other day), It is the fatigue and only being able to be up for a few hours before I have the overwhelming desire for a nap that is the killer. So I nap a couple of times a day – So be it at the moment. I have a long way to go and am just coming to terms with that.
Wednesday I headed back to Houses rooms, and he took out my last drain! I was so happy to be drain free, although for the first few hours I kept thinking I was still attached to something and went to pick it up (How quickly we adapt eh!)
He also put a big drainage needle attached to a suction machine into my belly and drained off old fluid and blood that had begun to collect there, around 700ml – Gross; but better out than in. I thought seeing the needle (think the size and length of a metal skewer) that it would hurt going in, and being poked around; but nothing, no pain only a bit of feeling it move around (but I did schedule my pain meds and take them half and hour before the check up)
SO the next phase is all about resting for another week or so, taking my time doing stuff and not worrying too much about the scales – House told me they would go up, they have – I am full of fluid, swollen and can’t really move around a lot.
Off to see my Lap Band Surgeon tomorrow to start to put back in the fill that was taken out prior to surgery. I am looking forward to being back on track and feeling “full” after eating a normal small portion that I am used to now.
Well writing this has bombed me out – Nap time!
Till next time, Lin xox