Sorry it’s been awhile since I’ve been here. I had an accident recently that put me in the hospital and then in rehab for a month. Since this is a public forum I’m going to share my experiences to the best of my ability without publicly disclosing my whereabouts or too much personal information.
The accident caused the loss of use to both my feet temporarily. This was a huge tragedy for me. I had never broken any bone in my life nor had I ever been hospitalized or had a surgery until the year 2013.
I found myself with a new challenge on top of my already many challenges. I now had to learn how to walk again and how to manage my pain level. This felt like a part time job. Here I was in rehab, but I felt as if I was at work managing a schedule.
I needed to make sure to get my meds before I had physical therapy. In order to do this I had to make sure I used the call button for the nurse at least a half an hour in advance. Since the facility was under staffed, it was near impossible to receive medication on time or within a 15 minute window.
Pain levels are different for everyone. I’m not sure my surgeon understood this. I suppose he expected me to heal in the text book fashion. My injury should heal in “X” amount of days. Did he even consider that 1) I am by textbook: a morbid obese female (I’ll explain in a different post how I felt the first time I saw that on paper!) 2) a diabetic!
I couldn’t bear weight on the foot that had surgery and could barely tolerate weight on the foot that I severely sprained which left me with the inability to walk to the bathroom.
Do you know what it’s like not being able to urinate or have a bowel movement? Very frustrating indeed. My life was no longer my own. Everything I did it felt as if I had an audience.
After I had a complete meltdown at the facility, one of the therapists ordered a special commode for me. It had drop arms on both sides. This gave me the ability to slide from my bed to the commode. Glory, glory, Hallelujah! I could pee on my own! I felt like singing “a whole new world.”
I’m at home now. The pain medications leave me feeling tired and lethargic. One of the main reasons it has taken me so long to write.
I hope you’re enjoying my posts and I hope you can find some common ground with some of the things your feeling.