The first person I saw when I got to my room was my husband Doug and what a
releif it was. I think the hardest part was seeing the worried look on
his face, it had been a very long day for Doug he did not leave the
hospital until I had got settled into my hospital room. I felt like I
had been hit by a mack truck but with the help of those wonderful little
injections of pain meds I was in happy land. My nightshift nurse
informed me that my left kidney was taking the load for both kidneys and
was functioning well. This was something I had not even thought of
before the surgery.
The next morning my nurse had me up
and walking around. I could have eat my own arm off I was so hungry. I
had not eaten anything other than clear fluids since Wednesay Night, it
was now Saturday and was told that I was not going to be eating
anything until the movement of gas. I spent the next two days walking
the hallways of the hospital floor, sleeping and drinking tons of water.
For pain they administered pain meds every 4 hours and the use of warm
blankets on my belly really helped.
Melanie and Alex brought me lovely tulips to brighten my hospital room.
I had a great
room mate we were able to help one another through out our stay in the
hospital and she helped make being there more bearable. I also had great nurses who took care of me during my stay in the hospital.
Sunday
was a big day for me I was able to have a shower, there is nothing
better in the world than to have a shower after not having one for a
couple of days. They removed the catheder and my IV had been unhooked.
In afternoon the gas came thank God I could eat!!! When dinner arrived
I was so excited until I removed the lid. Yuck meatloaf for whatever
reason I can not eat meatloaf but I did enjoy the mashed potatoes and
corn. Oh yeah and the plain teabiscuit that Doug snuck in for me.
Melanie enjoyed the meatloaf for me.
On Monday I was
released from the hospital. Melanie and Alex came to pick me up and
transport me home. Home it was wonderful to be home.
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