Before I tell you about all the fun I had last weekend I want to tell you about a surprise I got in the mail. Remember the flowers Coldwater Creek sent me for over billing me on my credit card? Well, one day last week I got the mail and there was an envelope for me and when I opened it, there was another apology from Coldwater Creek and an American Express Card for $100! Now that is a company who treats their customers right. I guess I’ll be ordering from them soon.
Now about my weekend. Early Friday morning David and I got up and got dressed and went to the hospital where I was going to have a pacemaker installed. The nurses who prepped me were very nice, but I had trouble understanding one of them. Seems I did understand her, but I couldn’t understand why she was asking me if I or anyone I know abused drugs? Huh? The other nurse said I’d be surprised at how many people say, “yes.” I just didn’t know why they were even asking me the question. There were a lot of questions asked that day that I didn’t think was anyone’s business but mine. But that’s just me.
In the operating room it was like a beehive with nurses fastening all kinds of wires to me all over my body and the anesthesiologist put a nose plug in my nose so I thought I’d soon be asleep. After a few minutes I was still wide awake and I said, ” I can still hear you guys” The doctor said he hadn’t started the anesthesia yet. Then the next thing I remembered was sitting up in bed, trying to get out of it and two people wrestling me back down and I was out again until I woke to an almost empty room and wondered where everyone had gone.
Finally they took me back to the recovery room where I could see David. I was feeling no pain.
Then it was just enduring all the blood pressure taking and checking up on me all through the night. It’s true you cannot rest in a hospital. I was sound asleep a couple of times when nurses woke my up to take my blood pressure. Why do they do that? Seems one’s blood pressure would be down when someone is fast asleep.
Anyway, the next morning we waited and waited for the doctor to release me. I got a monitor that I will have to keep beside my bed to keep track of the pacemaker. Other then that, I have no limitations after a few weeks of recuperation. No putting my arms above my head or lifting anything heavy. I don’t know how people get along who live alone as David has been doing all my work for me.
Today we decided that David would wash all the windows inside and out. I decided to wash all the curtains. So as we were removing a curtain from the rod, David dropped the end of the rod right on my surgery site and let me just say I was in a lot of pain. I shed a few tears. David felt so sorry, but I was just worried that he damaged the pacemaker. But all is well. I’m having some pain, but not enough to incapacitate me.
We are hoping to go to a quilt show this Saturday at a farm that sells flowers. I’ve been to the store twice and no breathlessness or tiredness. It’s a miracle.
If you ever come to a day when the doctor tells you you need a pacemaker, don’t let it frighten you. It’s not like the old days when you had to be careful and stay away from microwaves.
Here’s to medical miracles and the doctors who perform them. Bye.