One full week out...
...what a difference a week makes!
One week ago at this time I had been wheeled from the ICU into my room in Feinberg Pavilion where I felt nauseated and had some dry heaves for the last time, did some breathing exercises and then promptly went to back to "sleep".
The first night was not at all a restful sleep...I didn't mind the every four hours of the nurses taking my vitals, it was that I wasn't fully clear on how to work the bed so that my knees were elevated sufficiently...until approx 4 am my lower back was tightening up so badly that I couldn't sleep and it was pain that the medication wasn't touching...however, once I got the bed properly configured, I was OUT!! I didn't even notice when they came to take vitals.
I never realized how slowly time passed while I was a patient...I would fall asleep (or so I thought) and wake later thinking I had slept for an hour, maybe two...but in reality, only for maybe 20 minutes...weird, huh? Oh, but I came to love the pain pump!!
Now, I'm home, incorporating "soft" food into my diet, drinking like a fish (but not alcohol) and getting ready for my daily walk around the U of C!
God, how I love springtime on campus!!
One week ago at this time I had been wheeled from the ICU into my room in Feinberg Pavilion where I felt nauseated and had some dry heaves for the last time, did some breathing exercises and then promptly went to back to "sleep".
The first night was not at all a restful sleep...I didn't mind the every four hours of the nurses taking my vitals, it was that I wasn't fully clear on how to work the bed so that my knees were elevated sufficiently...until approx 4 am my lower back was tightening up so badly that I couldn't sleep and it was pain that the medication wasn't touching...however, once I got the bed properly configured, I was OUT!! I didn't even notice when they came to take vitals.
I never realized how slowly time passed while I was a patient...I would fall asleep (or so I thought) and wake later thinking I had slept for an hour, maybe two...but in reality, only for maybe 20 minutes...weird, huh? Oh, but I came to love the pain pump!!
Now, I'm home, incorporating "soft" food into my diet, drinking like a fish (but not alcohol) and getting ready for my daily walk around the U of C!
God, how I love springtime on campus!!
Weight at Heaviest: 320 lbs.
Weight at Surgery: 283.6 lbs.
Everyone is entitled to my opinion...
Weight at Surgery: 283.6 lbs.
Everyone is entitled to my opinion...
Thanks, Jennifer!!
Y'know, I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep flat on my back ever again...I must be old because I'm starting to think that Craft-Matic bed would be great for my wife and me (pretty sure she would not agree)...or a sleep number bed...anything where I'm at an incline...I feel it is a much better sleep...
Y'know, I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep flat on my back ever again...I must be old because I'm starting to think that Craft-Matic bed would be great for my wife and me (pretty sure she would not agree)...or a sleep number bed...anything where I'm at an incline...I feel it is a much better sleep...
Weight at Heaviest: 320 lbs.
Weight at Surgery: 283.6 lbs.
Everyone is entitled to my opinion...
Weight at Surgery: 283.6 lbs.
Everyone is entitled to my opinion...
LOL I wanted a craft-matic adjustable bed when I was about 25. I love the idea of being supported in bed, while I watch TV or read, and then being able to adjust my bed so I can roll into the fetal position on my side.
As for the sleep number bed, we've had one for over 10 years, and I have mixed feelings about it. My husband gets his extremely hard bed, and I get my soft one, but for cuddling, he ends up rolling down his hill and jabbing me in the back with his bony elbows.
Maybe I just need to put some weight on him. (Right now, he weighs about what my goal weight is.)
As for the sleep number bed, we've had one for over 10 years, and I have mixed feelings about it. My husband gets his extremely hard bed, and I get my soft one, but for cuddling, he ends up rolling down his hill and jabbing me in the back with his bony elbows.
Maybe I just need to put some weight on him. (Right now, he weighs about what my goal weight is.)
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