what they don’t tell u up front – and no reason you should guess – is how tedious the next few days post-op are. wednesday was difficult, cause i was still on quite extensive pain relief. I’ve lost track of the drugs stuffed into my body, but the list appears to have included diazepam, tramadol, co-paramol (?), paracetamol and maybe one or two others.
This made wednesday to some degree a continuation of tuesday. I wasn’t morphine-slurred, but i was having all manner of vaguely out of body experiences. conversations i was sure i’d spoken but which apparently i didn’t.
And not helped by the fact that the main prob (and now i see how important it is to be fit, pre-op) is that you don’t get to sit up much above 30 degrees from horizontal for four days – and not at all on day one. So your back starts to hurt. Then it hurts more. And more and…ow!
Basically: the pain from the op is pretty minimal. The pain of back-ache quickly gets very nasty indeed. Hence the pain relief. And hence other modern medical gadgetry like a leg cuff that automatically massages your ankle. All very well (and quite nice, really) except that when you’re still a bit disoriented it feels a bit like there is some invisible maniac manipulating your legs under the covers.
wednesday was seriously spooky..the sort of day that i suspect baudelaire and absinthe-drinkers used to have a lot of.
andrea hung on. Embarrasssing, given that i wasn’t too sure when i was talking, when not. Also, not overly impressed by my throat which, having had a breathing tube down it was decidedly rough.
anyway. i have no criticism whatsoever of the clinic (Nuffield, Brighton, in case that wasn’t clear)…though i do wonder whether there are any techniques they can come up with to help with the awkwardness of the diet (known as “low residue”) which had to be consumer whilst flat on my back.
to begin with, low residue also meant high tedium: a choice of beef consomme or veg consomme with jelly or sorbet to follow. Yum! to begin with. But not after two days…
rice krispies on friday morning was distinct improvement, but then there was the issue of trying to eat them whilst lying on my back. Suspect it would make good japanese game show material…but quite scary (in the end i just let them mush and drank them down).
Horizontal shaving also a bit of an endurance test!
But in the end, all survived and on thursday evening i was allowed – oh joy! – my first solid food. Toast.
Now…imagine buttering toast horizontally. 🙂