I have managed to avoid it for 44.5 years - discounting being born, but I've never had to stay overnight in hospital until now! Yep, never a broken bone, never a strange mystery illness - even as a child I can only remember falling out of the tree and hitting my head (no hospital visit) being pushed in my go-kart and cutting a large chunk out of my arm - again no trip! In 1994 I was mugged in Bracknell(!) and got my thumb cut with a knife and that involved outpatients -but now due to a problem with the 'lower parts' I have now spent my first ever night in hospital.
First of all, my work has private healthcare as a perk and as I've been paying tax on it for years and never use it I decided it was time to put it into practice.
Of course so much nicer than an NHS ward! I had my own room with bath /shower /tv /radio and of course bed. So I arrived at 7am and had to get into bed at 8am. This same bed was then taken down in the lift to the ground floor prep room. I felt like an extra in ER or something as I looked up at pictures of clowns on the ceiling no doubt to calm the nerves of young children but it didn't work with me. Have to admit I was somewhat nervous! Well yes very nervous about it all. So I lay there and the anethatist comes up to my left arm while someone else takes the blood pressure on the right arm. 'O.K'. you'll just feel a scratch ' he says as he sticks something in. I did and then a wash of heat over my whole body - feet upwards. 'Wow I can fel that working ' I said.
And then I was in the recovery room. I didn't wake up on the operating table aware of everything going on but unable to scream. Nor did they remove a kidney by mistake.It had all worked. I became aware I had an oxygen mask on and a tube coming form the 'lower parts' where tubes shouldn't be.
An hour had past. O.K. so it was a perfectly routine op. to them but to me a milestone in my life that I had so far avoided.
Wheeled back up and for the next few hours I was dozing in and out of sleep only woken every half hour by more blood pressure being taken. So many different people attended me - just for this little op. someone came to do blood someone else to ask if I wanted a drink, someone else if I wanted a paper and someone else to take my food order.
Some people can't face food after a general anasthetic but that didn't happen with me! Oh no, I was hungry. I soon discovered though that meatballs and tomato covered spagetti is not the best thing to eat whilst sitting up in bed with a drip and tubes attached. Still it was delicious and followed by cheese and biscuits.
Pat visited in the evening and promptly fell asleep so I watched the Question Time with the three leaders whilst she snored. Still nice to have company!
Next day, the specialist chap came to visit - everything was a success- hurrah! Had Chicken Tikka, soup and more cheese and biscuits for luunch then Pat took me home!
Whats more booked off work for a week - have to take a course of tablets and visit again on Tuesday for a follow up meeting to continue with a course of treatment, details of which I won't go into here!
So its going to be a nice weekend with sun and stuff and now I'm going to be home instead of at work and I have fully functioning lower parts again!
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