It felt wonderful to be out of the hospital and at the hotel Thursday afternoon. The trick was trying to get comfy in a hotel bed that doesn't have controls for the head or feet. It didn't have side rails either to help me get up or lay down. Thank goodness for Nurse Shane. The World's Best Nurse. It felt wonderful not having my roommate calling my name through the night to ask when she last had her pain meds or nausea meds. She would wake me up and ask if I had gone to surgery yet. One night I barely got sleep due to her pulling out her picc line, another 45 minutes to an hour she had her NG tube pulled out so once again more bright lights and lots of commotion and then she decided to get up on her own to the side of the bed and she had an Interjugular IV which scared me she was gonna pull it out and then bleed to death. If I heard her moving I was asking her what she was up to so I knew what she was doing. I could have written a book! On my last 2 days they offered to move me but I was getting use to her routine and like they told me, you don't know who you'll be put with. You
really don't get too much rest in the hospital anyways between nurses and aides checking in on you at night. Along with the sounds of IV machines beeping in the room and hallways a lot of the night. There was peace and quiet in the hotel with the instrumental music of Jim Brickman playing in the background.
We had a wonderful weekend together exploring "Little Italy" sharing a pizza together and another restaurant sharing an Italian entree. The pizza was yummy and the entree was okay but Verucchi's had them beat. The pastry shops looked yummy. Lots of goodies that looked scrumptious.
Monday's appointment wentwell. Things are going good so the doctor let us come home. We have to return again for an appointment the week of the 22 of February.
Thank you for all you love, prayers, and support along the way and helping make it easier. To God be the glory for the miracle He has given me!
Have a great week!
A picture of my board showing the date of my surgery