Post Op...
Gee, did somebody get the number of the bus that hit me? I feel pretty lousy today so I plan to stay in bed, take pain meds and veg out with the TV. Tomorrow I start physiotherapy and I'm so glad that I didn't arrange it for today and had the presence of mind to give myself one day to just recover.
The operation went well and for the most part uneventful except for that when I was in recovery I had a few irregular heartbeats and started having chest pain. So they didn't release me when we anticipated they would but kept me longer to run some tests.
Lise was very concerned when things were taking longer than expected. She kept asking how I was and no one would tell her until she finally had to put her foot down and say, "That is my WIFE in there and I deserve to know how she is!"
Meanwhile I was stopping the nurses begging them to send someone to tell my WIFE how I was doing. After the third time, one nurse asked me if my wife's name was Lise and when I said yes she said that she would go personally to speak with her - and did so immediately.
Later Lise and I couldn't help but think that if Lise was a guy they would have assumed that s/he was my boyfriend/husband and we wouldn't have had to be so insistent. Shucks, and people wonder why same-sex marriage is so important.
The operation went well and for the most part uneventful except for that when I was in recovery I had a few irregular heartbeats and started having chest pain. So they didn't release me when we anticipated they would but kept me longer to run some tests.
Lise was very concerned when things were taking longer than expected. She kept asking how I was and no one would tell her until she finally had to put her foot down and say, "That is my WIFE in there and I deserve to know how she is!"
Meanwhile I was stopping the nurses begging them to send someone to tell my WIFE how I was doing. After the third time, one nurse asked me if my wife's name was Lise and when I said yes she said that she would go personally to speak with her - and did so immediately.
Later Lise and I couldn't help but think that if Lise was a guy they would have assumed that s/he was my boyfriend/husband and we wouldn't have had to be so insistent. Shucks, and people wonder why same-sex marriage is so important.
5 Comments:
Hope you're feeling better by the hour. Thanks for the update.
Cheryl, my wife, has worked for 30 years at our hospital. They all know that we are married and treat us as such. (We also get treated like royalty.)
She was called to work on Monday night to help fix a young man's fractured patella. It was the son of one of the OR nurses, a long time friend. Nice to be able to give back.
best regards!
So sorry you and Lise both went through that...everytime I think society is going to take a step forward we all get drug backwards again!
Did they decide what the irregular heartbeats were? (Worrying...)
A woman I work with had to have rotater surgery on both shoulders. She did one, then ordered a recliner with the lever on the other side before she did the 2nd because living alone and having to sleep sitting up it was the only way she could get out of the chair on her own.
Hopefully you'll be good as new in a few days!
Thinking of you...
alan
Wow, wasn't expecting to see you blogging yet there Barb. Glad to hear the surgery went well, now that it's behind you all you have to do is recuperate back to your loving self. Irregular heartbeat eh? Well wonder that was about? I remember when I had my gallbladder out and the blood oxygen dropped during the surgery so they kept me overnight, plunked me in the cardiac ward and in my anthestic hazy mind I am thinking, "Oh shit, here we go" what with the history of heart problems in my family.
Glad you're home and love ya tons.
Glenda
Hey! Where you at?? How ya doin'?
Hope everything is ok.
Peg
I hope the recovery goes well. I don't know about shoulders, but once my knee was scoped it felt better than it had in years.
paul
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