Wheeee!
The hated Foley catheter is OUT. No hose hanging off of me to deal with. Yippee!
The nurse also removed the pic line in my arm--a kind of IV line that ran in a vein up toward my heart, that they used to infuse meds and, when it was working right, take blood. It's out now, too, which is fine with me because the plastic shield covering it was giving me fits--the adhesive and the plastic made me itchy, especially when we had the heat wave and I was sweating so much. So that's gone, too. I feel so liberated!
Of course now I have to potty train myself--I have to go to the commode every couple of hours whether I feel like I need to or not, until I learn to feel the urge again. You lose it after awhile. But I've done this before and I can do it again. I'm fast getting back to where I was before the last time I got sick. This is good. Very good.
The nurse also removed the pic line in my arm--a kind of IV line that ran in a vein up toward my heart, that they used to infuse meds and, when it was working right, take blood. It's out now, too, which is fine with me because the plastic shield covering it was giving me fits--the adhesive and the plastic made me itchy, especially when we had the heat wave and I was sweating so much. So that's gone, too. I feel so liberated!
Of course now I have to potty train myself--I have to go to the commode every couple of hours whether I feel like I need to or not, until I learn to feel the urge again. You lose it after awhile. But I've done this before and I can do it again. I'm fast getting back to where I was before the last time I got sick. This is good. Very good.