The best trick I know for preventing a sneeze is to put your index finger where a mustache would be - you know, like little kids do to pretend they have a mustache? - and then press your finger against your face, HARD. Hold for a few seconds until the sneezy feeling goes away. (I have no idea why this works, but it does.)
I'm pretty sure it's because the air that gets pumped into you during surgery floats its way up and puts pressure on your shoulders from the inside. Lying down usually makes the pain go away because the air is now difused over your whole chest.
svmadelyn is clearly an excellent friend. Mockery AND helpful advice about glue!
I'm glad the surgery went well, and that evil!Horace is no more--it's too bad they wouldn't let you take him home, though. Imagine the fun that you and the boy could be having with that right now! The stabby-stabby of bitter revenge, delightful.
I had a hole in myself after surgery, for drainage. I could see my insides and the sense of UTTER WRONGNESS can't be described but I think it seems a lot like your I WAS A BALLOON feeling. Just like, why did I DO this, and also why did THEY do this, and also also THIS is medicine? Modern medicine? SCIENCE? Goddamn. I felt misled by MRIs and blood tests that can tell you what you had for dinner a month ago, and prosthetic limbs, and suddenly understood why Rodney was all MEDICINE = VOODOO. *grins*
I remember my surgery, and ugh, so horrible. Granted, I had to stay in the hospital for 10 days (ten days!) because they had a fucking tube down my throat to drain my stomach and then I was allergic to one of the meds they gave me in my IV and it caused all my muscles to seize up (yes, all of them. I could not move, and it hurt) and THEN I caught a stomach virus. And I wasn't allowed to eat for 8 of those 10 days.
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I'm glad the surgery went well, and that evil!Horace is no more--it's too bad they wouldn't let you take him home, though. Imagine the fun that you and the boy could be having with that right now! The stabby-stabby of bitter revenge, delightful.
I had a hole in myself after surgery, for drainage. I could see my insides and the sense of UTTER WRONGNESS can't be described but I think it seems a lot like your I WAS A BALLOON feeling. Just like, why did I DO this, and also why did THEY do this, and also also THIS is medicine? Modern medicine? SCIENCE? Goddamn. I felt misled by MRIs and blood tests that can tell you what you had for dinner a month ago, and prosthetic limbs, and suddenly understood why Rodney was all MEDICINE = VOODOO. *grins*
I hope you're feeling better!
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Hospitals are fail.
*hugs*
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