Friday, October 21, 2011

Day 1 at home

I can't express how good it feels to be out of the hospital. I swear, those were the longest 1o days of my life. Most of the doctors and nurses seemed like they didn't care about doing their jobs. From leaving me in painful positions to go gossip in the hallway, to withholding pain medications until I was crying hysterically from pain, to just flat out ignoring calls for help, it was a horrible experience. I had a few great nurses who made it a little easier, but for the most part, I was absolutely miserable.

Today is the first full day of being home, and it's been okay so far. The pain is still rough, but slightly more tolerable, since my grandmother is making sure I actually get my medications when I'm supposed to. Tina, Heather, and Ashley have all been by today, which made it great. They say laughter is the best medicine, and I agree wholeheartedly. My support system has been wonderful through all of this.

I do hate that I put so many people through emotional turmoil with this though. I know it's affected a lot of my coworkers and I hate that. But they did a great job at taking care of me on scene, and have been wonderful support. I just wish I could take away their demons.

I find it funny though, that all the time I wish I had more time off to do the things I enjoy, like reading, but now that I have basically infinite time to read, I can't really focus on them. I want to go back to work.

It's so hard to find positions that are comfortable. If something is comfortable for 5 minutes, 5 minutes later, it may be excruciating.

I had my first visit from my home health nurse and my physical therapist today. I'm not a fan. They're nice, but I'm pretty sure some of the things the physical therapist had me attempting to do violate the Geneva Convention. This is going to be a long few weeks. I think it'll at least be a little better when I can put some weight on my left leg. With the left hip being broken and me unable to put weight on the leg per doctor's orders, I have to bear everything on the right leg, which has a fracture on the right side of my pelvis. I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't.

Let's hope this goes by quickly.

1 comment:

  1. Kayla, I'm sending you so much love. There will be dark days, but in the long run this too shall pass. Bravo for looking for a new "normal". I hope so fervently that you find something in this whole experience that, when you look back on it from the comfort of the future, makes you say, "It was a horrible time in my life, but it made me realize..." something wonderful.

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