The nurse takes Wendy's drain out first. I didn't hear a yelp or a scream, so I guess it must be ok. By the time the nurse comes back to do my drain, Wendy is showered, packed and dressed!
The nurse assures me it won't hurt and to be honest...it didn't. There are a couple of blisters caused by the drain which sting, but not too bad. Wendy's hubby has arrived and we say our farewells and promise to keep in touch.
Dressed and packed by 9.30. Time to give Em a quick call and tell her to come and get me. Naturally, being 17, she only does one 9.30 a day, so I woke her up. She confesses that the house isn't really very tidy and that she will tidy, then come and get me. After half an hour, I am bored and convince the nurse that I am quite capable of hauling myself in a cab and getting home ok. Em will come down and meet me and carry my bag.
She is waiting when the cab gets home and carries my stuff upstairs. First things first...I NEED A SHOWER!! How does anyone not know when they need deodorant? I have taken my anti perspirant for granted for many years, but, never again!! I am not allowed to use any deodorant, or shave until my wounds have healed and to be completely honest...I smell. I was very worried about showering.Not really sure why but I am exhausted afterwards. Most unfortunately, I have built up quite a sweat!
I have found 2 sleeping positions which work ok, so I am getting some sleep at last. The pain is bearable. Its a stinging kind of pain though, not a constant ache. Still, should be better in a couple of days.
No sign of improvement by Saturday. In fact its worse. I don't mind the wound pain, I expected that. Its the pain in my arm which is very odd. I have read about this cording thingy. Its because your lymph nodes are behind a set of nerves which run down your arm ( I think). During surgery they get tugged about and damaged sometimes. Think thats what has happened to mine,or maybe its just normal, not sure. I will ask doc when I go for my results on Thursday.
Had a trip to Tesco with Mikey on Saturday but I just couldn't concentrate so we ended up with not a lot of food.
Promised we would go up and see my dad on Sunday. He lives in Southport so its an hour in the car. Padded myself up with a cushion for support ( can't get a bra on yet). Called in to see my sister Ange first and had crumpets, as usual. After an hour at dad's, I was very tired and my arm was killing so we decided to head home.
Its been a week today since I had a ciggy!!
Had my first wobbly today. Bursting into tears over something stupid and doing my ' I want to be alone ' bit. It was proper sobbing as well. Must be getting to me a bit now.
Had my 2nd wobbly today. Major one, too. Oh, I was leaving home and taking my crappy illness with me, I was a huge burden to everyone etc etc. All of which was total crap but I really meant it. I sobbed for about 20 minutes had a cig and a long talk with Mikey and Em and then I was fine again. I have decided 2 things; Firstly, that sobbing isn't really that good for you. A cuddle is much better and, secondly, that despite my ciggy lapse, I will not have any more tomorrow.....honest.
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