Wednesday, 28 October 2015

Day 82 - Going Home from Hospital.

06:00
Guy next to me snores. I slept well with earplugs.
The quality of nursing staff is very distinct from shift to shift. On a scale from one (bad) to ten (good). There are a few 8s both individual nurses, and shifts. But most are 2s. It is a pity.
One nurse is trying for a psychology upgrade to her nursing qualifications. She needed a patient that had done many hospital stays to see how the patients attitude toward health care has changed over the years. She had a long questionnaire. She asked lots of questions. She seemed ignorant of most of the world.
I told her I had been in 38 countries. She said she was surprised there were that many countries. I asked if she used the internet. She said her friend had seen it but she hasn't seen it. This lady will be the head nurse of her section soon.
I asked one good nurse if I should use the pee bottle to disrupt the nurses less that having one of them escort me to the bathroom every hour or so. She said it depended on Doctors orders, and what the patient wants. I told her that if she believes that then she lives in a dream world, not the world I see and experience. So in her own way, she is also ignorant of the world she lives in. She may be ( and was) very competent, but the average quality of nursing care is poor. And that means that half the nurses are below "poor".
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07:50
I just finished with physio. We walked about 100 meters, and climbed some stairs.
She says I can go home.
I need to see the doc first.
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09:00
Doc says " go home". :-)
I am ssoooo ready.
I have been asking the nursing staff "How many countries are there?"
The answers so far. 10, many, too many, and 800.
The local preference for anything more than 2 being "many". Seems to have moved into the nursing way of thinking. It makes me wonder what 185mg of a medicine means to people like this. What do they think of inside their heads.
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19:30
I am in my house. Maddie drove me home,we had lunch, took a nap, then she went shopping.



It is good to be home, but my legs are tired. My good leg sat unused for 4 days, then today got a workout. The hamstring battles with the crutches, and the quads battle with the up-down. 
 I need to plan better, so a trip to the bathroom will include a pee (whether I need to or not), emptying the pee bottle, brushing teeth, and doing anything to prevent a trip to the bathroom. It is a pain to get up, get the crutches, move to the bathroom, balance for 5 minutes while I dribble on my foot, then back on the crutches to the bed. Like an exhausting 10 minutes for something I used to not even think about. Like today I wanted to see how much airtime was still left on the internet sim card. Get standing, get crutches, walk 2 meters, then it takes both hands to remove the dongle because the router must be held down. But I have no free hands, so I have to set down the crutches and then...... and then I called Maddie and asked her to get the sim out of the router.

Something so simple will now need to be on a list of things to do that day.

I wanted to take the cell phone into the bedroom. Sorry dude both hands are used to keep from falling. I need like a fisherman's vest that has a zillion pockets. That way I always have my cell phone, keys, and water bottle.

I also need a way of getting out of bed easier. Like huge posts growing out of the carpet next to the bed, or maybe chains hanging from the ceiling.

I must remember that crutches are for walking, NOT getting up or down. Using a crutch to get off a bed, or lower yourself to it, is a "Bozo No-No".

I am hoping for an early night.
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