Later that day I was told that I could get my catheter out. I was so beyond excited. A big reason why I wanted it out was because I had started my period. There was nothing comfortable about laying back in my bed. I hadn't known I started at this point. I was still on bed rest so I wasn't getting up. As females have their periods, some females may not. I happened to have my period be extremely inconsistent. Some months I would shed my lining. Others I did not. All I do know is if you are a female you get a double whammy. I would say that every month I become extremely flared up while having my monthly. So lucky me, I had to start at the hospital. That is probably why I had such bad cramps that day. I had sworn it was my ovary, but it wasn't. Or it was a little bit of ovary pain. They were quite worried about me. and the blood was coming out me black.
That was it the surgeon said finally I could get this catheter out. At this point considering what had endured while there this could have been nothing. At least I hope. They emptied out the bag that collected urine. I was filling those up left and right. I knew I could do this. They had feared like I had said that I wouldn't feel when I had to urinate because of my epidural. So here it is, the first tube to be removed! The nurse came in and prepped me to get the catheter out. It really wasn't that much work to take the catheter out but I had never had a catheter before now. They got a bag and threw away all the trash and one, two, three, they pulled and the tube was out! It was such immediate relief.
The day prior to this was my first big day walking. I was laying in my bed and I was in so much pain. So I hadn't paid much attention to the soon to be a pretty big event that would take place. My nurse and CNA came in and told me it was time to get up and walk. I said "WALK?!" Yes it's time for you to walk so here we go. I thought how in the hell am I supposed to get up. First we worked on sitting me up. My hospital bed was helpful in this situation. As I laid back they pushed the button to make me sit up. "OUCHHHHHHH!!!!!!" "WHY ARE WE DOING THIS ?" "Hold on" my sweet nurse said. She had one of the best personalities ever.
My nurse I'll name Josey came back in. She knew I loved cats because they are all I ever talked about. I missed my cats a lot. My cats are so therapeutic and I love them so much. It was very hard to be away from our cats. So Josey came back in and had this blanket. It was folded up to the shape of a pillow. On this blanket was a picture of a kitty and words of encouragement. My heart became unglued at the moment and I couldn't believe how amazing Josey was. She went out of her way to help lighten up my days there of course on days she was there. Here I go one, two, three, and I was up. Oh it hurt so bad. They covered me with a house coat and wrapped it around me. We had to work in and out of my tubes of course. So luckily this was just over everything. As I place my hand on the pole that holds your IV I thought "I can do this" and I did. I had no muscles in my stomach because they were cut through. So I had to work on getting muscles back. It's amazing what you can do after such a big surgery.
The CNAs walked around the halls with me. First up the main drag near the elevators then back up the same hallway till there was a break in the middle where there was another hall to go down. It was around the nurse station. Actually my room was very close to the nurses station. So I took a small walk. My body hurt so much. This was not going to be easy at all.
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