3 and a half days away from the internet
Nov. 25th, 2007 09:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
passionpop*hugs PC* damn i missed you so...
so, where have i been
on thursday i left home and went to my friends house to see her and my god sons. the older one, jack asked as i walked in 'what are you doing here Jakie', because of course i am only allowed to be there on the weekend now according to him.
i then went to dads who forgot i was coming over and i stayed there the night
now the anaesthetist told me that because i was going to hospital at midday, i could eat before 8am... i woke up at 7.55am on friday. bah
now i rock up to the mount hospital at 15 to midday and did my admission paperwok and went to my room. the foyer of the mount is very plush nd looks like the foyer of a 4 star hotel. the rooms however have not been renoed since the 1980s when the hospital was established, and it shows
i sat in my room and watched tv and waited. the first 40mins i waited for the nurse that took me to my room to come back with a pillow because my bed didn't have one.... my room didnt have a phone either. after about 40mins i accosted another nurse to fix that, which she did promptly. the error of the first nurse was a rare failing from an otherwise wonderful staff.
i watched some tv news, put in a dinner and breakfast order then later an old ep of parkinson was on. it was from before jamie olivers series about school dinners started and they interviewed him. they also spoke to cliff richard after he sung a song i have never heard and joan rivers was on... he is a damn funny person especially considering she is american... who would have thought they would have someone as talented as her there
a bit before 2 i was handed my hospital gown and at about 14.05 i was rolled to surgery. i sat there and joked with the staff.... the last joke i remember before a needle was stuck in my arm was going from my bed to the surgery table. i was warned that there was a big gap between the two and is a wriggled across i commented that there was no was an arse like mine was getting lost in a tiny gap like that. many butt jokes continued. then the needle went in and the next thing i knew i was in recovery and really parched
after i consumed a couple cups of water i was rolled back to my room. there was a girl in the bed next to mine who had had similar surgery in the morning and had thrown up when i was there earlier and she didnt appear to be doing that good. i couldnt see her though because the curtain between us was permanently half drawn
breathing was fun because i had padding in my nose and i also had padding under it to catch loose bleeds. the padding under my nose was held on my elastic around my ears, and the padding in my nose had black stings attached to them that were taped to my forehead. i must have been quite a sight with all this and my backless gown (which was quite good because it had two layers of tie up strings and a lip between the first and second layer strings so vast amounts of crack could not be seen.
dinner came and i was starving. i scoffed the profiterole then sat their staring it the meal. see i still had a drip in my left arm which made my left arm uncomfortable to move. so i sat their plucking my veggies with my fork. i then sucked a sip of orange juice and attempted to cut some meat and it it
now i dont know if it was because i ate too much too soon, or if, as the nurses believe, i shouldnt have had the oj on an empty stomach, but after a few bites of the lovely tender scrummy beef, i threw up. everything. right back on the plate it came from (mainly) trust me it tasted better the first time. i buzzed for the poor nurses who came to clear it up and remove my blanket (which caught a little) and i also had to change into my pjs which i brought with me because the hospital gown caught a little... damn and i was really attached to that gown.
now have you ever had to sleep without breathing through your nose. i dont mean with a blocked nose so you couldnt get much air through your nose, i mean no hope on gods green earth that air could get through your nose. i have and i didnt sleep o well. i mean i was really tired and i started nodding off at about 7.20pm, but i kept waking up every hour or 2 with a dry throat and i would either try to drink some water and go back to sleep, or i would page the nurse to help me with my drip, so i could go to the toilet and while i was waiting for her to come i would drink some water and then when i got back i would go back to sleep.
i also scabbed a heap of cookies one time when i was awake. they came around for coffee rounds and i said i was fine for coffee, but i would really love some cookies and during the night i would munch on one of those between sips of water or toilet runs
i was woken up at about 6.45am by a nurse who wanted to give me (and the girl in the next bed) some painkillers. the girl in the next bed had been given painkillers a couple of times and soon after taking them would throw up, so they gave her some anti-nausea tablets during the night and they seemed to help. though i wasnt suffering any pain, the nurse wanted to give them to me to prevent the discomfort when the padding in my nose was removed. why? well have you ever had two super sized tampons ripped from your nose? well thats what they were about to do
when i commented about them being super tampons the nurse said 'yeah, couldnt they have used slims instead of supers?'. also being experienced nurses they made sure i couldnt see the bloody mess that was in the kidney bowl after they ripped them out... i am wondering if i saw it, would it have made me vomit or not...
for breakfast i ate my fruit salad, my croissant and i drunk my coffee. i didnt get to eating my cornflakes before they cleared that up, but i still had my cookies which afterwards, i packed in my backpack and gave them to dad
the doctor came by at about 9.45 and confirmed everything went well and he will see me next week and i was allowed to get ready to leave, i just had to wait on my antibiotics... which didnt arrive until after 10
i went into far too much detail there, and i havent written about the election (yay) or the amount of dessert my dad can eat (he puts me to shame, i swear)
maybe tomorrow
so, where have i been
on thursday i left home and went to my friends house to see her and my god sons. the older one, jack asked as i walked in 'what are you doing here Jakie', because of course i am only allowed to be there on the weekend now according to him.
i then went to dads who forgot i was coming over and i stayed there the night
now the anaesthetist told me that because i was going to hospital at midday, i could eat before 8am... i woke up at 7.55am on friday. bah
now i rock up to the mount hospital at 15 to midday and did my admission paperwok and went to my room. the foyer of the mount is very plush nd looks like the foyer of a 4 star hotel. the rooms however have not been renoed since the 1980s when the hospital was established, and it shows
i sat in my room and watched tv and waited. the first 40mins i waited for the nurse that took me to my room to come back with a pillow because my bed didn't have one.... my room didnt have a phone either. after about 40mins i accosted another nurse to fix that, which she did promptly. the error of the first nurse was a rare failing from an otherwise wonderful staff.
i watched some tv news, put in a dinner and breakfast order then later an old ep of parkinson was on. it was from before jamie olivers series about school dinners started and they interviewed him. they also spoke to cliff richard after he sung a song i have never heard and joan rivers was on... he is a damn funny person especially considering she is american... who would have thought they would have someone as talented as her there
a bit before 2 i was handed my hospital gown and at about 14.05 i was rolled to surgery. i sat there and joked with the staff.... the last joke i remember before a needle was stuck in my arm was going from my bed to the surgery table. i was warned that there was a big gap between the two and is a wriggled across i commented that there was no was an arse like mine was getting lost in a tiny gap like that. many butt jokes continued. then the needle went in and the next thing i knew i was in recovery and really parched
after i consumed a couple cups of water i was rolled back to my room. there was a girl in the bed next to mine who had had similar surgery in the morning and had thrown up when i was there earlier and she didnt appear to be doing that good. i couldnt see her though because the curtain between us was permanently half drawn
breathing was fun because i had padding in my nose and i also had padding under it to catch loose bleeds. the padding under my nose was held on my elastic around my ears, and the padding in my nose had black stings attached to them that were taped to my forehead. i must have been quite a sight with all this and my backless gown (which was quite good because it had two layers of tie up strings and a lip between the first and second layer strings so vast amounts of crack could not be seen.
dinner came and i was starving. i scoffed the profiterole then sat their staring it the meal. see i still had a drip in my left arm which made my left arm uncomfortable to move. so i sat their plucking my veggies with my fork. i then sucked a sip of orange juice and attempted to cut some meat and it it
now i dont know if it was because i ate too much too soon, or if, as the nurses believe, i shouldnt have had the oj on an empty stomach, but after a few bites of the lovely tender scrummy beef, i threw up. everything. right back on the plate it came from (mainly) trust me it tasted better the first time. i buzzed for the poor nurses who came to clear it up and remove my blanket (which caught a little) and i also had to change into my pjs which i brought with me because the hospital gown caught a little... damn and i was really attached to that gown.
now have you ever had to sleep without breathing through your nose. i dont mean with a blocked nose so you couldnt get much air through your nose, i mean no hope on gods green earth that air could get through your nose. i have and i didnt sleep o well. i mean i was really tired and i started nodding off at about 7.20pm, but i kept waking up every hour or 2 with a dry throat and i would either try to drink some water and go back to sleep, or i would page the nurse to help me with my drip, so i could go to the toilet and while i was waiting for her to come i would drink some water and then when i got back i would go back to sleep.
i also scabbed a heap of cookies one time when i was awake. they came around for coffee rounds and i said i was fine for coffee, but i would really love some cookies and during the night i would munch on one of those between sips of water or toilet runs
i was woken up at about 6.45am by a nurse who wanted to give me (and the girl in the next bed) some painkillers. the girl in the next bed had been given painkillers a couple of times and soon after taking them would throw up, so they gave her some anti-nausea tablets during the night and they seemed to help. though i wasnt suffering any pain, the nurse wanted to give them to me to prevent the discomfort when the padding in my nose was removed. why? well have you ever had two super sized tampons ripped from your nose? well thats what they were about to do
when i commented about them being super tampons the nurse said 'yeah, couldnt they have used slims instead of supers?'. also being experienced nurses they made sure i couldnt see the bloody mess that was in the kidney bowl after they ripped them out... i am wondering if i saw it, would it have made me vomit or not...
for breakfast i ate my fruit salad, my croissant and i drunk my coffee. i didnt get to eating my cornflakes before they cleared that up, but i still had my cookies which afterwards, i packed in my backpack and gave them to dad
the doctor came by at about 9.45 and confirmed everything went well and he will see me next week and i was allowed to get ready to leave, i just had to wait on my antibiotics... which didnt arrive until after 10
i went into far too much detail there, and i havent written about the election (yay) or the amount of dessert my dad can eat (he puts me to shame, i swear)
maybe tomorrow
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