I guess I stayed another night. The feeder tube which was in my mouth magically got swallowed. So more staring and sleeping. Man the boredom is agony, sleep time.
The nurse say that if I can swallow I can get the tube removed. I took my time but then I think the sooner I do this the sooner I can go. So I say ok give it to me. She gave me a straw but my lips were so dry I couldn't suck anything and my tongue was dry preventing me from wetting my lips. Eventually I managed to get a bit in, allowing me to wet my lips. After that I managed to swallow more, it was sweet, milo she says. Didn't taste like milo but who cares. She says good.
She says first you have to swallow some water and then milk. Ok better than nothing. Up to this point I had nothing to eat since thursday night's mandatory fast. But through the tube. So I won't taste anything it'll just appear in the gut. I'm lactose intolerant and I'm thinking this will finally cause me to poo in those diapers down there. God please no. I ask if the milk is lactose free. She says yes then say soya. Good. So in it went. The tube felt cold so it must be going in. It felt like the tube was just at th end of the throat abd might gall out. Tried to keep it in so I don't get a mouthfull of pumped milk. I forgot that I should also burp. This caused some gas to get stuck. Man it was gastric agony. But they have another magic injection for that too. Man These people in ICU are injection crazy, once you have an IV line they sure make use of it. So I can swallow and my reward was the removal of the tube. Will this be real freedom? She says just relax and let the tube make its way out. OK. She then pulls it out. It was long! Sure didn't have to worry about it falling out.
An ENT doctor was there this morning and she came over and said I had a nasal plug and had to get it removed on Tuesday. She showed me this plastic popsickle thing, saying this was pressing against the wound to stop the bleeding. I thought I had a hole in the bridge of my nose and the string was protruding. Man the plastic was big and I thought it had to go through this hole because there was a bandage there, Man its gotta hurt. Will they cut to reopen the hole? I'm thinking why can't they just give me surgey and then let me out. Why these extra things. Now this thing is giving me nightmares.
Later in the day they must've gotten sick of me and sent me back to the ward. At last freedom. I thought since there was no doctor I would still be in ICU but I was going back. What a relief because this represented a bit more degrees of freedom. My advice to anyone who can choose the operation date, NEVER have an operation on friday. Doctors don't work on weekends although they are on call. So they can't check up on you unless they come in for the sake of it. And this weekend was a long weekend! 3 days no doctor. However on Monday Mr Cheang did come in to check up on me. That was good.
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