I started losing count on what day and what date it is.
It was post op day 3, but hospital stay day 5...
The nurses have been cutting down their rounds in the midnight. They did their last check on me by 10:30pm the previous night, and they would come in at 6am to check on BP, temperature and drain.
Dr I reported earliest to see me. He is one doc who would approach with a little sense of humour and telling me, "When you're bored, please let us know.." The hospital would like to encourage patients to be assured to be discharged, even with a drain on the body.
We wouldn't want to take the risk, so the option is out. Dr I did an estimation and told me hopefully he could send me home on Fri 8 Aug. I certainly hope so. By then, the drain will be on its 7th day. FYI, the maximum days the drain can be attached to one body is 10 days, as any longer than that, infection may come knocking...
Dr J came too in the morning. I really enjoyed listening to her accents. I feel very empowered talking to her in a proper English :) Dr J informed that normally in the weekdays, the chances of Dr H dropping by is very thin. That translates to me as, "Me or Dr I will come more often to see you to replace Dr H."
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My colleagues informed that they'll be visiting me today. Got a little anxious with the news of about 10 over people coming in at the same time. Oh will they laugh at my appearance? Will they smell my smelly bed? Will they find my drain too intimidating? Will they see my flat chest? Do I have to change to a normal clothing? etc etc
Before I could reacted much, the 1st car of people came. Then the anxiety and whatsoever disappeared. Oh I miss these people!! I felt warm and loved with them visiting. Then the 2nd car of people arrived. *felt very moved* And not for long, the 3rd car of people arrived too. There were total 12 colleagues of mine came visiting today. How awesome they are!
They came with food, and more food, soft toy to keep me accompanied, sizzling news to keep me updated, interesting videos taken from their personal lives, silly jokes and more silly jokes. And not forgetting all of their compiled well-wishes in a big envelope. Thank you people! I was seriously encouraged by every one of you!
In the midst of our conversation, nurse T came to change my dressing. So everybody have to go. The colleagues must have noticed me being upset, so they said, "We'll come again tomorrow!" Super yay! to that!
Back to nurse T and the dressing change. I got to see the stitch on my chest, thankfully it was quite neatly done. That must be Dr H performing his best, back at the OT room. The changing didn't feel painful, in fact there are a lot of numbness in the underarm and right body. Nurse T said that it will take a few months before I could get back all the sensations, as all of the nerves in that areas were seriously affected by the surgery. Sigh.. That explains all the pulling, tingling and tightness in the right part of the body.
Nurse T 'highlighted' to me not to wet the dressing again, and she would only be seeing me on my day of discharge. Cos she'd be the one who's removing the drain as well on my day of discharge. If all goes well, all the dressing will be removed too. And I could go down to the Breast Centre to purchase a special bra with 'filling' (I don't know what the term is called, at this point of time).
I can't wait for that day!!
The husband came after work that night. He helped me finish some of the food bought from my colleagues (oops!) and talked a little. I felt really empty seeing him walk off the ward that night. I shall do my count-down to the day of discharge soon!
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