The thought of me finally getting some sleep after the long night in the OR and recovery room was the most awaited. But I was wrong. This time the pain was just so different, I had piercing pain on both sides due to to the additional procedure. I couldn't sleep it off and it was really bothersome. Nurses made their rounds every now and then and kept asking me about the pain and I was also continuously asking for my IV pain medicines but they don't seem to care. It was the most painful procedure I ever had considering that pain killers were every 6hrs interval.
I thought to myself, I should help myself in moving or at least turn to sides on my day 1 so that I could slowly ambulate and be able to visit my son at the nursery. Again, I couldn't even move myself to sides on my own. I have to seek help from my husband every now and then, and that really frustrates me. If only nurses could give the pain meds on time then it would really be really a great help on my ambulation.
24hrs after the procedure, I was really getting hungry. Few ice chips and swish of water is not really helping and I have to pass gas! But then again it all boils down to ambulation and then again to the excruciating pain. I told my OB that I am very hungry but couldn't pass gas on my own but the sensation is there. She ordered suppository so it could at least ease me in passing gas. I told the nurses to wait for my go signal if I could pass gas on my own before administering the suppository. Few minutes after, a nurse knocked on my door with gloves and an opened suppository on her hand. Okay, really?! Honestly, I have no energy to get furious and just let her administer the suppository. But the thought I had suppository really bothers me because I want to do my bowel movement in the restroom. Anyway, I had soft diet then, but all I asked was soup and milk to make me full and lots of water.
On the third day, I was really happy because of the much awaited removal of the foley catheter. Finally, I could now dangle my legs and try to ambulate inside the room. But mind you, the excruciating pain is still there. During the night shift I requested that my foley be removed in the morning. But I didn't know that they didn't drain the pee inside the bag and because it was already heavy, I felt my urine bag dropped on the floor and the ball sensation of the foley inside my bladder. Great just great! Thanks to the night shift nurses who did so well with their duties.
So I asked the husband to call the nurse who will remove my foley catheter so I can now ambulate and so as not to aggregate the situation. Finally, catheter is out and yes, I can start moving inside the room. Yes! How did it go? It was liberating and at the same time I had to make silent prayer whilst seated at the end of my bed so I can have energy to stand on my own. And yes, I did but I felt really weak from two days lying on the bed. Finally, I was able to do my hygiene and it was so refreshing.
I was able to ambulate inside the room on the third day without assistance. Thanks heavens for my loads of courage and for the husband's strong arms in helping me move around from time to time.
Fourth day, finally we are already for discharge and I can now enjoy the smell of my little boy and be able to stare at him all day. Finally on the fourth day, we are discharged and we are home!
