While waiting for surgey, I made myself useful, that is, I allowed myself to be specimen or guinea pig (or whatever you called it) for the trainee doctors. They came round so often and in groups, asking questions and prodding and tapping and listening to my chest and back with their stethoscopes. Fortunately, they were all very understanding and polite and not demanding at all.
While 'entertaining' them, I would be coughing too and would always reached for my back support that I had brought along. When that happened, they would wait patiently while cleared my throat. One of them was curious enough to ask if the back support helped. Believe me, it certainly did and very effective too.
All this while, I could not lie flat and had to sleep with the top half of the bed raised. That gave another problem. Ooh.. my poor tailbone was all sore from the contact with the hospital bed in that position. The bed was only covered with a cotton bed sheet and below that, the mattress was wrapped in some synthetic material. Anyway, I wasn't the only one with a sore bum.
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Hi
Thanks for sharing this informative blog. I have sat here, engrossed in reading your entries, which are interesting and well written. Though I have gone through chemo after the mastectomy, I am not half as knowledgeable as you. I admire your fighting spirit and will be praying and rooting for you in your path to recovery. Will be checking in here for updates from you.
Irene
Thank you for your support. I must say after the chemo, you are doing very well.
Knowledge - some of the credits go to you (remember those books you lent to me?) Also, mustn't forget that I am not working and so have more time.
I am very grateful to you, for in sharing with me, you woke me up to the fact that there was something more seriously wrong with me than just some normal aches and pain. Otherwise, through my ignorance, I might have waited till too late and probably might not have the chance to tell this story.
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