Aside from ensuring you don’t slip gently off this mortal coil the medical and nursing teams other top priority is continually ensuring your ongoing comfort.
Nothing is left off from this broad base of contributing factors, rightly at the top of this is pain relief and this is the first thing that you wrestle with following surgery.
It’s a difficult one, on the one hand too little and you endure excruciating pain, but on the other hand too much and you begin to lose control.
The first 24hrs for me were a challenge, but the unwavering attention to ensuring the right balance is struck soon gave me equilibrium and the golden prize of ‘being comfortable’.
The mantra that is driven in at every stage during recover is as follows:
- Are you feeling nauseous?
- Are you in pain?
- Are you hallucinating?
Personally I was looking forward to ‘tripping’ but it never happened.
Comfort in the other sense of the word is a little more challenging to obtain. With tubes & drains coming out of various orifices, folds, and other relevant squidgy bits it is nigh on impossible to achieve anything near comfort in the early stages, mostly as the fear of ‘pulling something out’ is almost as as bad as actually ‘pulling something out’.
Most of the important stuff is administered through the ‘Central line’ a close contender to the ‘Jubilee Line’ this bad boy is equally as crowded but delivers its contents much more efficiently, (9 ports delivered through 5 access points in 1 artery) clever stuff
However I am adding this to my list of worried beads of ‘things I am not looking forward to being taken out…..’
Unfortunately the NG tube never really becomes a welcomed bedfellow, and despite best efforts by all it has become more of an unwelcome squatter that I won’t be sorry to see the back of, but needs must so in the mean time ‘man up Cowls’
I started off by saying that comfort has a broad base of contributing factors and at the other end of the pain scale is personal comfort.
This is handled with the utmost sensitivity, compassion and dignity. Thankfully a broad mind and wicked sense of humour helps.
Let’s face it no man is every going to really like having a tube coming out of your old chap, but at 3 in the morning when you are laid out this wee’ing on autopilot becomes a distinct advantage.
Thinking about it I can think of many situations outside of surgery where this would work as well.