I am still in ICU and with this tube in my mouth. My tongue has been dry for ages.
All I do is stare at the ceiling and sleep. There is nothing. Should've bought a dilbert book.
I'm thinking when will I ever get back to the ward. I can't remember if I stayed another night (Monday) or I was to go back today (Sunday).
I remember getting the neck cleaning treatment. I can hear them do this from one patient to another all day long, initially I thought it was a massage but that would be too good. Now it was my turn again and my lip was still getting caught. I try to make hand signals but I was not getting through. She was more concerned about her sterile hands "don't touch the hands it's sterile". But at last I get the pen and paper and show what I was trying to say. Finally they understand and agreed to check my lip before lifting. I was relieved for our next encounter. But it was not be because I was to have the tube removed.
I hear someone say I get the tube removed today. I was ecstatic. It was time. They remove the connector to the machine. Woohoo. Then the nurse say don't fight it. Hey I aint gonna do that, I want it gone so I can speak, complain. When she pulled it out you can't help but fight, it was like vomitting and choking. But who cares keep going damn it. It was a long sucker. At last I was free! but as soon as one tube got removed she throws this other tube like throwing a fishing line over the side of a boat! What the ... I just got my freedom and this other thing comes in. I point to the tube and the nurse say no no no it aint gonna go yet. Huh? I ask what it was she says a feeder tube. My tongue is gonna be dry for a bit longer. Man I can't believe this.
My back was getting itchy. Itchy as hell but there was bandaging there. The nurse noticed and asked if it itches. I said sure do. The she says I have magic liquid for that and proceeded to inject me with it. Still itched though but later not so much.
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