Hospital Stay
Today, after 8 and half days in the hospital, they let me go home. I thought I would blog up these pictures quickly now and then try and forget about the whole experience as much as I can. One of my (many) murses asked, "Why do you have a camera in here?" and I said, "Um, because my dad and I were looking at vacation pictures." I guess not too many people take pictures at the hospital. It's something you want to forget and usually do pretty quickly. This was the same murse by the way that would say, "Boom!" when he jabbed the Nth heperin shot into my stomach without pinching an inch. Not a very good nurse, maybe an OK murse.
In summation: it was horrible. So many horror stories. So many you don't want to hear. Now that I'm home the kids are very happy to see me. Lincoln doesn't understand why I won't pick him up but I guess he can be retrained. Anyway:
The first two days of my stay were really easy because I had an epidural. In this picture you can see that we still think the NG tube that goes in my nose and sucks everything out of my stomach is still rather amusing. I assure you, it was not amusing after 6 days of being in there. Miserable and uncomfortable.
Check out the view from my window. Yeah, awesome.
They gave me a lot of popsickles. Here's a purple one going in...and simultaneously coming back out.
Another popsickle picture. But check out the time. That's not in the PM. Not a whole lot of sleep happens in the hospital.
Still pretty early in the game here, so I still thinking, "Wow, this isn't so bad."
The tower of power. The vial in the locked up case is the morphine, which ended up being not so entertaining this time around.
I played a lot of Mario and Luigi: Bower's Inside Story. So much that I started to associate it with strange smells. In this picture Bowser pretty much sums it up.
Can you see what's on the TV? Yeah, that's right.
Nothing says "Good morning" like watching your PIC line bleed out all over,
So many tubes coming out of me. You can probably have a dollar if you guess where all these go:
I walked all over the hospital, all day long, sometimes late at night. I think I only saw one other patient doing this. Sometimes late at night I'd feel like a ghost and wonder if people who saw me thought the same thing.
I passed this wall all the time. I called it the Hall of Old White People.
Wall crap. The NG machine is powered down now thankfully.
Real food?
Watching the sun come up on one of my last mornings (Amber and my Mom got me moved across the hall and I had a much better view).
Thank you to everyone who sent in suggestions of how to have fun on the web! I didn't get to all that stuff but now that I'm home I will look back through it and enjoy!
