My Hosptial Stay

Here are some pics, long story below...

My hospital stay lasted for five days. I went in on Tuesday, September 28,1999. I was released on Sunday. I met some wonderful ladies in the hospital who were also having GBP(gastric bypass). Cheyenne, Kimara and Fran. Good Luck to you all!

The first night after surgery was my pure hell on earth. I was fighting when I woke up from the anesthesia and I had a nurse who wasn't very compasionate. I was panicking and thought I was going to suffocate to death. The night in the step down room wasn't any better. I wasn't being given anywhere near enough morphine via the PCA. I was in constant pain the entire time. I cried most all of the night.

The next morning I was moved to a regular room. I felt sorry for my roommate as I was whinning and crying most of the time. I called Dr G. and told him I needed more pain meds. He came over and took care of it. The next morning I awoke to find my catheter and my PCA being taken away. Phase II of hell began right then. I didn't have any help from any of the nurses getting out of bed. Finally the moment I dreaded was here, I had to go pee! I was trying to get up when my troupe of angels came in. They helped me get up, I looked and felt like hell. I think they understood.

Day three wasn't much better. I managed to get myself out of bed and walk a bit. The aides who come in to bathe me and change my room were very nice and very helpful. I loved getting a sponge bath, I thought I would hate it but when you are bedridden for 24hrs it feels great. They were very helpful.

I was really annoyed by all of these surgical students/residents coming in every morning poking me looking me over and then talking about me like I wasn't there. Some one needs to teach them some bedside manners. I also got rid of my NG tube sometime on day two or three, I can't remember. Dr G took it out himself, I was glad to see him. Aside from him informing me how I looked like a smurf due to all the blue dye that was ALL OVER me from the leak test. Oh well they were my proof of battle. We had a little chuckle.

The morning of Day 4 I demandad a shower! I got one and boy did it feel good. The nurse was hesitant because the aide on duty was a man. I didn't care! I just said hey, "Are you a professional or what?" They laughed and he said yes he was and I said hey let's get to it! He was helpful without being in my way. I appreciated that.

I was so glad to be getting out of there on day 5 only problem was nobody else knew I was leaving! Sue (Angle Supreme) came up to help me get out of that place. I felt like I had been staying in the Bates Motel. It took several hours to get out of there let's just say that. The resident didn't know how to write a script, I could make an entirely seperate page on this and my nurse was a complete idiot. I finally had to tell her to get away from me! I finally got out of there.

Fran was leaving at the same time, she and her husband gave me a ride home. Susan got me in and settled. I don't know how I would have made it without her. Thanks Sue! I stayed in the apt for the next several days. Sheryl came up to visit and walk me. I felt pretty good. Sue visited regularly and fixed me some vittels! I miss my view of the city and the rivers from my 27t story balcony. I will remember this trip for the rest of my life. I can't wait to get back to NYC!

Thanks to Susan, my Super Angel on High, for the bear and the pics. She did so much for me, I wouldn't have made it without her. My other angels included: Karla, Stephanie, Leslie, Sheryl, Rita, Kimbers and others. If I forgot you email me! Thanks for your support and caring it meant so much to me being so far from home!

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