Crummy Night.... we will see what today brings....

After two rounds of physical therapy yesterday, I found that through the night I was experiencing some pain spikes.  I would drift off to sleep and in an hour or so, I would wake straight up out of my rest with an aching from mid calf to mid thigh.  In the rating system here at the hospital, I would have rated it a 6.  I had difficulty getting comfortable but would eventually drift back off to sleep.  It happened in cycles all night long.

At 4:00 AM, while experiencing a really nice sleep, the vampires came to visit.  This one appeared very confident, after three sticks, she was finally able too get the fluid she needed.  Now it was not the leg keeping me awake, but three pieces of gauze covered by three pieces of tape.  Just cannot win.

Vitals taken at 5:30 AM.  No wonder people leave here worse than when they come in.  I finally gave up at 6:00 AM and had constant stream of folks in until I was rolled down for therapy.  My doctor's aide, the doctor, the nurse assigned to me, the Nurses Assistant.

I guess the hardest thing was that yesterday they took out the catheter out.  So I had to begin to ask for assistance just to go pee.  And what an ordeal.  They come in, put a belt around my waist, get the walker, lower the bed, I swing over the side (no small feat with one working leg and one non-working leg), then standing using safety protocol, hobble the 4 feet to the bathroom, do the twist and turn to get positioned for the safety protocol for lowering my butt on the pot.  (And I thought that having a baby took away ones dignity!)  I hate not being in total control of my life!!

Therapy today was two fold.  Occupational therapy was first.  I learned to sit in a chair and get back out.  I learned how to sit on a toilet and get back up.  I learned how to get into and out of my bed and how to get in and out of a car!!  Then more PT.  By the time I git back to my room my body was rebelling.  I had the nurse give me a barf bag and get some ginger ale.  I managed to drink the ginger ale and the barf bag went unused.

Slept for a while and the next round of people.  Nurses checking sugars, nurses giving shots  but nothing yet from Social Services.  I have my application ready for nursing homes and they need that to start making arrangements.  I am guessing that I am unusual in that I am asking for this step instead of going home.  But I have always been different.

I am attaching pictures of my dinner last night.  I thought you would like to see what hospital food looks like in Lancaster, PA.

This was my dinner last night.  Chicken Pot Pie with broccoli and a dinner roll.  NOT your normal hospital food.