Going it alone!
on 11/19/20 8:21 am
Looks like I will be going it alone after my surgery. Things didn't work out between my boyfriend and I and he wasn't being supportive anyway. I am not sure what to expect since I live by myself. I hope I am able to get around ok and take care of me. That's a worry. Anyone else been in the same boat?
You shouldn't have any issues but you can't drive if you take pain killers so have somone drive you home from the hospital. For her than that the only accommodation I made due to being a singleton was to make sure my weeks worth of post op Gatorade was on the counter versus in a cabinet. My sister flew in and drove me to and from the hospital and then flew home the next day, she didn't like my "I'll just Uber to and from" plan.
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on 11/19/20 11:31 am
You are so lucky your sister was able to be there even if just for a short time. I wouldn't dare Uber for the ride home. I am going to have to figure something out. I have cats so hopefully they will cooperate with me. Good thinking to keep the liquids where you don't have to reach for them. I will do the same with the cat food.
I was on my own too. They kept me in hospital for 4 nights because Irish surgeons tend to keep people longer. It was part of the package, and insurance paid for everything, so I didn't complain. I would have been fine on my own starting from about 12 hours after surgery. Do mention to your surgeon that you will be on your own. They might want to keep you a few hours longer, just to be on the safe side.
You're unlikely to need someone to stay with you, but it would be best if there's someone you can call who could pick up a prescription for you, or something like that, if you need it. You might be shy about asking, but any decent person would be more than happy to help, even a neighbour you barely know.
I had a very good friend be my "surgery" buddy - she was there the day of my surgery. My sister came from out of town on the day I was being discharged and she stayed with me for about a week. I got around at home just fine - it actually was better to get up and move around.
Just can't drive for a while so you'll need to make accommodations.
Janet in Leesburg
I was doing it alone. I had to have someone to take me home, and they had to sign that they would be with me overnight (for safety). I was in the hospital 2 days. Once I got home I was able to move around *though slowly) to get my own drinks, etc. For the first few days post op I slept on a recliner. For probably a week. I had one cat at that time and she was trying to "take care of me". I had to make sure I had a pillow on my belly because she would insist on sleeping on top of me. Flat pillow, just enough layer between my incisions and the (small) cat. At that time she was in/outdoor cat, and she made sure she did all her "business" outside the house (no need to clean the litter)
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I came home after 24 hours to a 13 month old child and husband continued working after driving me home. It really wasnt difficult at all. I was out walking the baby in his stroller on day 3.
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The only restriction I had was not to lift anything that weighed more than 10 pounds. I bought milk in small cartons, laundry pods instead of heavy detergent bottles, and used small pots and pans, and a Magic Bullet instead of the heavy blender.
Running a vacuum cleaner is a lot of strain on your newly healing body. Getting a robot sweeper would be a good idea if you have carpets.
I had surgery on a Tuesday and went home on Thursday. I was off pain pills and able to drive. I rested on Friday and was doing cooking and light housework on Saturday. I went back to a desk job on Monday. But I could have gone back to work on Thursday if I had needed to.
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