I missed a somewhat dreaded dentist appointment today. Unfortunately, it was because I had a migraine.
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Apparently the first OT I had is leaving for another job next week. She is now across the hall being yelled at by a patient because they don’t want to stand up from the wheelchair to get in bed like they have done all Xmas at home. Sigh… I guess it’s back to listening to her calling the nurses and everyone who dares to be in the hallway into her room at all hours…
Last night and today has been pretty messed up. After a spasms sent me out of bed yesterday morning it was decided that I would start taking Clonazepam because it’s a bit stronger and more long-lasting than Diazepam (Valium). I am also taking two other kinds of muscle relaxers.
Anyway it turns out that all the Clonazepam does, besides make my arms slightly weaker and calm the muscle spasms in my upper body down slightly is make me so confused and tired that I slept for most of the past 24 hours and can’t remember the parts I was awake for, including any meals and my shower.
I’m suppose to take it until Tuesday when things will be re-assessed, but I will start refusing to take it tonight unless things get really bad!
I’ll get into why I haven’t had Internet access for awhile later, but right now I must vent a little (OK, maybe a lot)!
Tonight I asked the nurse what was happening with my bowel program. I’ve been having so many spasms recently they deemed it unsafe for me to get in the chair I use to do it and I was wondering if it was happening in bed or in the chair. That’s when my nurse informed me that I had “moved my bowels” this morning! Well, if I did it was news to me! I’m pretty sure I’d remember someone coming into the room, takin my pants off and sticking an enema up my butt even though I can’t feel it!
Instead of taking my word for it the head nurse called another nurse that was working today to get the phone number for the nurse I had today to ask her if my bowel program was done or not!
After all that, it was determined that my memory is indeed still intact and that I didn’t have my bowel program or any type of accident. So much for actually listening to the sane patient and not wasting time… I guess that makes too much sense, and we all know how Eastern Health was behind the door when the sense was passed out!
There’s a funny thing about rehab. You work really hard to get out of here. When you are physically ready, you are happy to be able to go home, but there are so many mixed emotions. One of the other patients who has a SCI just stopped by to say good-bye. He is leaving tomorrow to go to a hospital closer to his home to wait until the renovations are complete so he can have access to his house again. His voice was shaky and he sounded like he was about to cry as he said good-bye. One of the roommates I had when I was here at first cried for days before she left, and one of the girls from just down the hall started crying at the elevator long before she got to my room when she left. As nice as it is to go home, you still miss the people you have met and become friends with. Of course on top of that you know that you are being thrown out into the world and are not going to be as sheltered as you have been during your rehab stay. It’s really a mixed bag of extreme emotions!
I wish him all the best in life and am happy that both him and his family are moving forward and I know he will continue to enjoy life and do great things!
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