I have had too many operations to count and have never really stressed about them "as long as they put me to sleep they can do as they please", was always my motto!
However July 14th 2004 was one of the worst days of my life. I live about 75miles away from one of the best Hospitals we have in Canada, SunnyBrook in Toronto. I had a routine distention under general and when I woke up in recovery I was in extreme pain, bleeding and needed the bathroom asap. I first asked very politley if I could go and the Nurse said "no Adele you have stay down", so I waited a minute which felt like an hour and asked again....same response. So after five minutes I'm now in tears and in begging mode. The Nurse then said "the best I can do is a bed pan" I don't know about the rest of you but IC and bed pans just don't go together...I couldn't do it. Then from nowhere came another Nurse just coming off her break and said why are you crying, I stated that I had severe IC and needed a commode and pain relief. This Angel jumped into action saying "Oh, you poor girl, I'll be right back" So there I sat for an hour and half in recovery sitting on the commode with a demerol shot wanting to die and then they said "O.K Adele your husband had brought your vechile around and you can get dressed". WHAT
!! So there I was not able to get off the commode for one second without needing to get right back on it.... sent into Toronto rush hour traffic and I'm 1 and 1/2 hrs away from home. Luckily I had a purse full of Pyridium and demerol but in the end that didn't matter because it wasn't touching me. Henry did is best stopping at every donut shop he could hit until we hit the 401 highway and panic set in for both of us. Henry was in tears because there I am in the back of the van sitting on a coffee cup screaming with pain and having a panic attack right in the middle of it. I was supposed to have my biopsy Feb 9th but had to cancel because I was in hospital here in Cobourg with a bad flare. Now their rescheduling for 2 weeks from now, they are keeping me in overnight this time and I am asking to be cathertized for when I wake up. Part of the problem last time was that they did the procedure right smack in the middle of a bad flare. I'm in a flare now and have been in one since Christmas and as you know I have bleeding when its bad. I was just wondering if anybody has gone through this and you could tell me how you were upon wakening from the biopsy. Please let me know as this last experience is weighing heavy on the upcoming surgery!
Thanks for listening!
Adele



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