Home from the hospital with many contraptions, but the best “contraption” is my friend Lois who has the job of taking off and putting on my tet hose, helping me get up in the night. She’s an awesome, friend and I am very lucky.
I discovered in the hospital that — at the point — when I’m not on oxgen I get nauseous, so I came home with two oxygen tanks and a prescription for oxygen.
Oddly enough, I enjoyed the hospital. The nurses were kind, competent and — after a while — fun to be around. I was happy to be in the hospital and being cared for. Realizing this, the nurses were happy to joke around with me. We ended up having a good time, agreeing that laughter really helps with attitude adjustment and healing.
And…a word on Millennials. All of my nurses were Millennials, beautiful, personable, 30ish women living in the moment of raising kids, pursusing a difficult career on the surgical floor of large hospital. They asked about the book I’m reading, Another Good Dog by Cara Achterberg. We talk about our dogs and our jobs (mine in the past obviously). One of them had been a non-traditional college student and she was eager to tell me all about her experiences.
My “family” was there, too. It’s a family with no blood ties to me. I guess we’re held by love ties.
I’ve alread experienced the benefit I gave myself of all those months of riding the Sainted Air-Dyne and the two months of physical therapy. Yesterday when I was gotten up and taken for a walk around the hallways I could feel the muscles in my thigh supporting, holding onto, the wounded area. My legs are the same length and I stand up straight.
As for the incision, it hurts, but not much and my hip joint no longer hurts at all. They sent me home with pain meds, but I don’t feel enough pain (IMO) to need to take the full dosage. Just at night, I think. I have also the distinct “pleasure” of giving myself a shot in the stomach once a day. The physical therapist wil show up this afternoon. Things are moving right along — even me, kind of. I made my own coffee this morning. 🙂