Why I Will Never Be a Drug Addict
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| Waiting for my procedure. |
I checked into the hospital Thursday morning at 5:45 am for my 7:30 am procedure. When I came out of anesthesia at 8:00 I woke up to incredible pain. The local anesthesia that they had given me during the operation hadn't taken for whatever reason. The nurse came in and gave me a cracker to eat and promised to be back with pain medication. 20-30 minutes later the nurse had not returned and I was literally writhing in pain. We paged the nurse and after another 5 minutes a different nurse appeared (Chuck said the nurse had said something about the other nurse having been called into a meeting) and gave me the pill. The next hour or so was the nurse trying to make a dent in the pain that had been left to fester for so long by giving me more and more medications. By the time the pain in my shoulder was managed I started with intense nausea and dizziness. The nurse said that nausea was normal and proceded to have us check out of the hospital. As she was rolling me out to the car I was still throwing up in a bag.
I was dizzy and sick for the rest of Thursday, but still made it to physical therapy because I knew how critical it was that I get the shoulder moving as soon as possible. During PT I just cried and the PT was super nice and understanding. Friday was even worse. I spent most of the day in a little ball just panting because the nausea was so bad. I stopped taking all my medications except one that I had taken before and knew I tolerated well. I decided that pain was better than nausea. When Chuck got home from work he called my doctor and they put me on a new antinausea medication. I got a good night's sleep that night and Saturday was better. I started eating and drinking and could sit up and move around some.
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| My doctor wrote this so he'd know which arm to work on. |
Today is Sunday and I got another good sleep last night. Today I'm eating bland foods just fine. My shoulder is really stiff and sore but I can move it around pretty well. I stand by the decision that pain is better than nausea. No more strong drugs for me.
Overall I'm happy with the actual shoulder procedure and progress. If it weren't for my reactions to the medication this wouldn't have been a big deal at all. I probably would be back to my old self by today. I'm glad that I planned to take the whole week off this week. So there is no stress or pressure to move faster than I need to. I have plenty of time to recover.
I've had lots of friends stopping by to check on me. People have brought in a lot of food and have been texting to check up on us. We've been very supported and loved.
Now I just have weeks and weeks of physical therapy to look forward to. Chuck went with me to physical therapy and learned some exercises to do with me. That's been a big help. I have to do exercises every two hours. This is to keep the scar tissue from regrowing.
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| Ruth made these Lemmon Bars today for President's Day |