03 September 2020 – my new friend, the toilet

I made a friend, she was 80 years old and had a full hysterectomy via key hole for ovarian cancer. She had her operation the day after me, so I recognised how she was feeling and ensured I checked in with her to make sure she was ok.

Unfortunately, today was the day they took my catheter out and more unfortunately my friend Mr Morphine drip. I enjoyed not having to urinate, which seems an odd thing to think about. The problem was that the catheter had irritated my urinal tract, so once removed I had this constant urge to pee. Normally this would be considered a pain, but when you have to get in and out of bed every hour it was torture as it caused me much pain having to move. I begged the nurses to give me something, expecting I had a UTI but they requested I took some pee samples – which would be fine but the issue was I had this constant need to pee but physically couldn’t go. I just sat on the loo for an hour thrilled at the odd drip or urine stream. My tests came back negative for any infection, so I just had to get on with it.

The good news was that the urinary tract issue was making sure I was moving, traipsing up and down the ward, learning ways to get in and out of bed – imagine a drunk slug just flopping their legs over but really slowly.

I started talking to my new bedside friends and between naps, visits from the folks and doctors, the days went by quickly and I got into a routine.

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