I get to go home, fantastic. I didn't have to see my daughter walk home waving googdbye. I get to take her home this time.
Dr Shan does the paperwork but said I would not get any medication. I didn't feel confident. I needed the devil's brew, not for a week but a few days would do. I was worried especially with the surgeon saying I will get 'IT'. He says no, its got bad side effects especially kidney stones (so he knows about this, thats good) but I still wasn't getting any, even for a few days worth. Dr Thinnesh walked by. Says how I was. I said I was back to by 'normal' self. I was hoping the good appetite would stick but that went with the steroids. Oh well, nothing lost but the tumor. I ask if there was anything to get my 'good appetite' back, he said vitamins. He also said he'll give a weeks supply of acetazolamide. Thank god. I feel better already as the medication stopped the leak but for only 3 days wasn't good enough to instil confidence in me as I know its character, it was gonna leak if I didn't get it for a few more days. When he said that I was ecstatic. I didn't even have to ask. What a relief. Now I'm happy. I was waiting around and the nurse came. She says you going yet. I said I'm waiting for the paperwork. I ask if I can have the poison as it's lolly time. She says ok, do you want the antibiotic as well? Yeah, if it came in a drip. She says OK. Great a pill and a drip to fill the rest of the day. I feel better already. I went to pay the bills the medical assistants statrted to wish good luck but I said I'll be back after paying the bills and getting my medicine from the pharmacy (which takes ages due to the number of people that gets treated here, it's the main hospital in the state). When I got back they were out for lunch, I was a bit disapointed as I wanted to say goodbye and thanks for the smiles. But too late. I ask the staff nurse whether I needed to see the ENT again, she checked and said yes. and gave me the appointment cards for the ENT and neurosurgery clinics. She also said that if it started leaking again to go to emergency and gave me a paper with my medical summary to show the medics. Man hope that was not going to happen, then I say my goodbyes and left. I felt a little sad after being here so long.
It was good to be home. The next day I did what I didn't have to do for 2 weeks, put out the garbage. This and that, then in the afternoon, I had a funny feeling in my right nostril. Yes it leaked. One drops worth. Damn. I wasn't keen on going back. I was only out yesterday for gods sake. I said to myself I wasn't going to go back. So I say ok lets see what happens tomorrow.
The next day I was worried, morning toothbrush time was when it was going to leak, this is when it usually leaked the most. It didn't. Phew. But later that afternoon it leaked! Half a drops worth. I was stubborn, I didn't want to go back. So lets see tomorrow.
The next day the anxiety was there, morning toothbrush session passed, no leak. The afternoon I took the day off, no activity. I just laid on my back and watched tv. Of course it didn't leak. Man thank god.
The following days I took it easy, no strenuous activity. Keep the nose high, no bending forward. Thank god for the drug otherwise I would've had to go back. Wouldn't that be funny, a day out, discharged, then back the next day. No way.
I had a followup appointment with the ENT and neuro after 2 weeks of freedom. But the drug was only for one week. I then started to cut the tablets in halves then quarters to to get it to fill 2 weeks. It worked, no leaks.
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