There are some things that are taken for granted in my life. Being able to sleep well is one of them that I am learning more about now. Dan had an anxiety attack yesterday evening, so I stayed in the room with him last night. He ended up not having a roommate as the other guy was transferred. He has been misable with pain and says he didn't know it would be this hard. He's wanting something to drink, but he's belching, so it doesn't seem to be going through quite yet. They are allowing him 1 oz every hour. He's been up walking 2x today, but it hurts. They have increased his pain medicine a bit, so that may help with the pain. He's maxed out on what they were giving him and still having problems, so I hope this helps him sleep some. He doesn't even seem to doze at all. I got some quick naps in the night in my recliner chair between the various pumps and bells going off. Why does the IV always run out just as you drift off? It may be a nice musical tune, but it's still annoying. The night nurse really tried to reassure him that he's doing well. He feels like this is so slow and he's going to be here longer than he planned. I told him this is only day 2 after surgery--I see good things happening even when he doesn't, and try to share them as I see them to encourage him. I do remember, however, how slow the time seemed to go and how much I didn't feel like I could do--just getting up to go to the bathroom was a major project. Handicap rails are the most wonderful things in the world post-op. Such ease in ascending, and such difficulty when they aren't there.
They have podiums here to walk with--I think we need one locally. They are like the podiums for preaching or the kneeling rails Catholics have, but they are on wheels so you have something to lean on. I just had my trusty pole, but he's to graduate to pole walking later today.
Even though he's impatient, he is doing well, just struggling psychologically. Pray that we both have patience with th process. It can seem so long. And for good sleep for Dan--if he sleeps well, I'll sleep well.
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I remember after surgery feeling like the pain ruled me. It enveloped me and took me in and I couldn't find my way out. Time seemed to go so slowly that it did feel like an eternity. I understand where he is and I am praying very hard!
Just remember we love you and are praying for you.
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