Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Rough night

Perhaps I shouldn't have skipped my routine nightcap -- either because I pissed off the karma fairy that was looking over me, or maybe it was helping more than I thought beyond placebo effect.

Although I have little to no room to complain on this because while I didn't sleep well, I wasn't the one in pain. So a minor inconvenience really.

Weird sleep pattern last night in our first night back together and with no nurses or whatever. I was hypervigilant apparently and jumped or woke up at every move, moan, shift or whatever from him (he tried sleeping in bed first, mostly sitting up with umpteen pillows). To the point that somewhere in the midnight to 2am window he merely reached over to give me a pat or rub on the back and I immediately responded with "what, what??!! what do you need? are you ok?" 
We're now working out a new system where I only jump up if he pokes me ... hard ... and I try to just go "mmmmmm" at anything else.   He eventually left and went to sleep on the couch in the other room of the suite because it was harder, firmer, and narrower - so he was not tempted to turn over, lest he fall out, hit the table and then the floor.  All the extra pillows and blankets I requesistioned came in handy. 

 He finally got some sleep after the 5:15am advil/tylenol triple dose. But he also asked me then to find out the pharmacy hours and get my butt there to fill his percoset pain pill scrip  ASAP.  So I reset the alarm, got up and ran to pharmacy to be there shortly after opening at 8am -- waited the hour or so for it to be filled. Wandered to hospital for ice tea and Au Bon Pain, got rest of the OTC meds and came back.  Thankfully he hadn't woked up during any of this, and not until I got back. At which point I'm not sure whether it was the hotel door sorta slamming shut (hey! they're heavy!) or the pain that woke him. He says he's back at a 6-8 on the pain scale, nearly ICU levels.  Percoset seems to work quick though b/c he was back to a 4 when I left to go type this.  Cross fingers he feels better and doesn't need the percoset on a continual basis.

We're staying here at the hotel next to clinic until we leave on Fri. He has an outpatient follow-up on Thursday. And we're trying to see my good buddy Jen when she gets back to town after being called away for a family emergency/death in her husband's family while she was waiting with me on day of MLK's surgery.

Peace
Jenn

2 comments:

  1. Hang in there --- you've been a rock and we are both grateful.
    I'd like to say that someday you'll look back on this and laugh, but that's a load of cow poop.

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  2. Hope he's doing better today. I guess this is an illustration of that old cliche, "It's a marathon, not a sprint." Right? Hang in there and hugs to you both.

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