cancer diary

17. 3rd day blues?

Tim rang me this morning at about 6:30am and we talked about slipping boats. I then discovered my bed was a bit a train wreck – a slip way in itself. I don’t know what happened but the nurses are amused and can’t fix it.

down hill bed

down hill bed

But I do recall spending the night struggling to get back uphill with the thing creaking and groaning. It’s downhill all the way. Perhaps this is how the 3rd day blues are induced?

Apart form struggling to get back uphill, I had a good night without so many tubes. At one point my leg catheter was not draining into the night catheter but the night nurse, Cath, helped me out. I was surprised at how full the night catheter was in the morning. Still plenty of blood though.

the night catheter

the night catheter

I’d been instructed how to empty it and then rinse it out and hang it up to dry. The document is called ‘ At home with you catheter.’ After attending to the urine side of things, I did my teeth, had a shave and then a great shower. The hardest thing was getting the latex stockings off and picking up the dropped soap. Inspecting myself in the mirror shows how swollen my scrotum has become – perhaps full of fluids and gore. Other than that and the persistence or blood in the urine, I seem to be doing just fine.

There was a painful moment last night when Cheryl, the Tongan afternoon nurse, took out the stitches that held my drain tube in. The pain was not so much from the stitches but from the removal of the tube itself.

removing the drain tube

removing the drain tube

It was quite long and I could feel it being withdrawn from deep inside – ouch! But so good not to have it any more and to be relatively tube free. I’ve done a couple of laps of the corridor and am sitting in my Kimono (made by Susan) eagerly awaiting breakfast.

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  1. James

    Most excellent, there should be some sort of arrangement whereby you get congratulated on amount of bag fill overnight. For some reason I thought they would replace it etc. so it’s a bit strange (but kinda reassuring) that it’s self-service.

    There’s probably a lever under the bed somewhere – you need a surgery assistant (or whatever they are called) to play with it for ya.

  2. Lisa Roberts

    Sounds like those dreaded Blues haven’t got much of a chance with you.

    Sounds like you are onto them, as far as I can tell.

    I wonder at the power of writing about your experience, to unleash your defense against them, should they raise their ugly heads.

  3. Simon

    Yep. I think James is right about the curative powers of the 3G wireless modem. They gave up on the bed and took it away.

  4. Tim

    If you where in NSW they would have made the bed up on the floor as we cant afford beds, let alone nurses- but we can slip boats!

  5. cate cousland

    Geez Simon I have just been catching up on your hospital journey. Nearly fainted in my weeties and had to forgo my glass of cranberry juice!
    Seriously though, you seem to be recovering well.
    If you get the blues just sing along loudly… 4 bar Muddy Waters would probably work.
    Best wishes Cate

  6. Simon

    No sign of the 3rd day blues here – maybe it’s the 4th day…I think I’ll be running out of gory images soon.

  7. Liz Dovey

    Those stockings are quite a work in themselves aren’t they …but I suspect the shower is worth the effort!

    I can’t imagine the blues having much of a chance with you, 3G or not. But I bet 3G helps.

    This is an evolution on the Tae’s medical blog – much more into the details, very interesting. Cancer blogs take such a range of forms – did you hear Street Stories today on Radio National? They had a story on Luke Ryan

    Time to walk the dog. Keep on breaking furniture and accumulating acolytes.

  8. anne-maree

    Simon, great to see you standing up and out of the tipping bed. The bag fill does look suspiciously like a fine rose wine in a see through cask bladder. Just a wee drop now me boy!
    have experienced those white stockings …they are the devil to get on but very cosy and no embolisms for you.
    looking forward to seeing you back home soon.

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