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Friends from church brought me to the hospital on the 12th to prep for surgery on the 13th. We were first told to wait for a call and then drive to London. I decided against that as I wanted to be sure that they would be driving in daylight as they went on to Guelph. Turns out -- they were not going to Guelph and were just going to turn right around and go back to Windsor. They waited with me until a bed was available. If I hadn't pushed and stated that I was from Windsor and was already in London I may not have even found a bed that evening. Thankyou Ron & Beth for driving and waiting with me.
I was admitted and sent to the 7th floor where I was greeted by Surinder - thank you Surinder for making me feel welcome.
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Turns out its tough to get transportation. I waited for a long time for someone to arrive to transport me to surgery, then I needed a BM again, the nurses turned me on my side with a bedpan on my butt. I knew that wasn't going to work so we gave up on that, then Dr Lau arrived and he transported me himself. We then stopped at an area designated for placing the halo on my skull. Dr Lau had wanted a private area for this, but needed to set a time with the coordinator of the area --- who just happened to be in the area that morning and wanted to talk with Dr Lau so they could make a more private area for this. Imagine that!
The pain of placing the pins against my skull was incredible, and I soon forgot that I had wanted another BM. They just kept piling on the Novocaine as I said which pin sites still hurt. They numbed all around and the center of that area still feels numb today (04/18).
The operation was very interesting and the testing prompted responses from the doctors of "good", "that's great" and "perfect". I could hardly wait to start the programming and put some of these settings in to practice. It was weird though as they would increase to 3 or 4 and I would start to feel a response I could not control and then they would increase to 5 or 6 and i would get serious odd sensations in my face, tongue and nose that I could not make go away. Some times, in some ways I felt like a puppet on a string. But -- I was so glad that they had all this response available to them for programming.
The last part of the surgery was done under general anesthesia so I woke up in PAC U (don't know what that stands for) thinking that we hadn't finished.
Thank you Mikaela for reassuring me.
There was a lady in there who was dealing with a belligerent patient who I thought was her husband or father. Turns out it was not a family member but a nurse named Patty.
She was around the corner and out of sight so I could only hear them, but from what I heard I let Mikaela know that I would have called Security long ago and that the nurses were awesome to put up with so much and that Patty especially deserved a medal.
I had never had a catheter placed while awake before until yesterday so when I heard Patty say that he needed a catheter placed I laughed and laughed harder when he reacted like a big baby to the news. But Patty taught me so much and I realized that I found it so hard to give this guy the benefit of a doubt. He could have been going through something, or having a bad day, or a reaction to drugs, etc.
Thank you Patty
My nurse for the last night was Danielle and she said we were going to be friends. We could have, except I was what I could only call "quietly belligerent". She would say stay in bed and yet I tried to get up by myself three times. The last time I took my Sinemet early and wanted to surprise her by walking normally, instead I had to urgently pee and ended up peeing all over myself and the floor.
Thank you Danielle for putting up with me and thank you Curtis for taking care of me when Danielle lost her patience with me.
Thank you Madison for waiting with me for my ride to show up.
There are so many others to thank, and so many other acts of kindness to be thankful for, but I didn't write down all the names.
7th floor nurses rock!
Here's the before and after look;
Before
After