No I wouldn't say I was nervous, apprehensive would be more suiting. Sister in the hospital; brother in law off to work with a visit to her after that. Had my first day. These memories are more vague than the actual surgery and hospital visits but I shall do my best by you.
My brother in law waited nervously for my return that early morning from my walk. I assured him I was well. I'd begun having him put my seltzer in the fridge, already cracked open. It kept longer. I knew I had to keep up the fluid intake. Which of course was my biggest issue.
You see my body was very used to peeing when it wanted. I had no urinal, had to walk to the bathroom. A few times with a little 'moisture' in my boxers. I was however hopeful. I was already improving from the hospital, going on the floor en route to the bathroom. I really thought the cleaning crew hated me. My biggest impetus was that there was no one to clean up after me. I still had minimal upper body strength and knew that once on the floor that is where I would stay. I persevered and found renewed.
I still napped, the family dog was pleased. She'd lay in my room dozing for a few weeks with me. Finally I called the hospital to be put in touch with the patients advocate office. The woman I wanted to speak to was unavailable. I told the thoroughly uninterested girl on the phone my plight and how I wanted to get a visiting nurse.
On the original paperwork the first woman gave me was a name of a place with a phone number. The new bored girl gave me another number for them. I called, it was disconnected. I called the number on the list and left a message. It didn't feel quite right, and I never did get a call back.
I took another slow walk to the corner and ran into another neighbor. Nice slow chat and they told me if I needed anything to call. I cannot recall the foods I ate, but bland, low in sodium. I was now eating small meals every 2 hours. It was easy. My television was in my room, the computer was till to much for me. So I slept a lot.
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