KiwiCat's updates

In spite of a dreadful night wrangling a drip that didn’t want me to move at all, by morning I had in fact managed a few good hours sleep and felt good. Pain was controlled, no nausea, ready to face the world and perhaps get home.

My nemesis, the drip line, is rather unfortunate. They had great access into my veins post operatively and all had been well, but they removed it when they thought I was going home. Which I didn’t. Then they struggled to get a new one in. The only success was in the crook of my right elbow, which meant I couldn’t bend or even move my arm without creating a blockage. It also meant my good hand was incapacitated, leaving me only with my splint-covered broken-fingered left hand to do everything.  Clumsily.

Add to that the need for two 6 hour drip feeds and I’m thoroughly sick of it.

But I’m finally free again. I’ve been for a brisk walk, I’ll post this, perhaps walk again and then get some rest.

Will I go home tomorrow? I don’t know.  I hope so.