Re: Back and feeling not too bad - and no longer full of gal
Yeah, I know!! I was expecting to get a ride in the bed like some sort of princess (hah!), already doped up and dreamy before I get into the room.
Not.
They made me wander the halls after the nurse, my IV trailing behind me like a lost puppy. I felt like a reject in my smock and nightgown, trying not to let too much of my behind show. Kind of like, "Hi! Can you tell I'm about to be cut open in some strange way? Is it really that obvious?"
When we got to the room, it really felt like I was going into a super-secret chamber of odd equipment and people wearing masks. And the room was freezing cold. They did give me a warmed blankey which felt really good, and then I was conked out anyways, so it didn't matter, I guess...
All is well now, or getting there. I could take the big bandaids off today, and the boo-boos are healing. I am watching myself in case I spike a fever, which would not be good, as I had one when I first got sick. Also, if the boo-boos start to look ugly, this is also not a good thing, as it means infection, which means I have to go back there, and I really don't want to...ever...
I still look forward to my Tylenol 3's, but I feel better today.
The important part of all this for me is that it put things in perspective. Yes, it is still important to get to work and earn money to pay for things, but if you aren't feeling well and you can't get around and it hurts all the time, not much else matters.