Up early to do the catheter wash, shave and shower. The nurse was keen for me to have a Panadol. We agreed that I’d take the Panadol if she removed the drip needle from my arm. No doubt she would have removed it anyway.
I’m wondering if I’ll be allowed to go home today. Seems to me that I’m now functioning properly. While so much of this blog has been about blood and urine, by yesterday evening my main concern was the need for a poo. After 3 days I was beginning to feel like I needed one. Sat on the toilet a few times and waited for some form of automatic body process to begin – but nothing happened. I wondered if it would be painful. But about 6:30pm there was movement and relief. No pain at all.
The nurses keep asking me if I’ve passed wind. I interpret that to mean have I farted? There’s something very basic about a place where you can tell someone you’ve had a poo and they are pleased for you. Definitely need to get out of here.