What is it about hospital air that gives me a sinus headache? Does anyone else ever feel that way? I know my nurse was having the same issue yesterday. It’s like being on an airplane breathing the same recycled air over and over again. Thankful that I brought two of my ZA bug out bag items with me: Vicks and Baby Powder!
My Thursday was spent waiting in vain to be taken to the Bronch Lab for a PICC line. I had a bad reaction to one of my nebulizer medications after lunch (not an allergic reaction, but more of a sensitivity to the natural side effects) that left me feeling tingly and fuzzy with shaking hands for the rest of the day. Combine that sensation with the sinus headache and you get one grumpy super hero. I spent most of the day napping on and off in the hopes that the headache would subside. Last night, I enjoyed watching the Boondock Saints and snacking on some Apple Jacks. I didn’t go to bed until 1am and was up and in the shower at 6:45am today.
Doctor [when he came in for rounds at 7:30]: “I swear, you are the only CF patient I know of who is voluntarily awake before 8am.”
Don’t be misled. I am not a morning person. On the days that I am able to force myself to be productive, I do enjoy the quiet morning hours. But for the most part, I have been nocturnal since the age of 13. I’ll go months on sleeping 5-6 hours per night, then throw in a few days where I sleep for 10 hours, and then I might go 3 months on 2 hours of sleep per night. Yet, I still wouldn’t classify myself as an “insomniac”. When I have stuff and things to do, I keep going. And when I don’t, I rest. Science!
Nurse: “Your room smells amazing.”
Yeah…that’d be Bath & Body Works “Pink Chiffon” thank you very much. This is probably my first hospital stay in which I don’t have a can of air freshener with me. And so, I use the body lotion and body splash spray to keep the room smelling less like an institution and more like someplace I wouldn’t mind being in for an extended period of time.
And speaking of nurses, or hospital staff in general:
- Before you remove the needle from the vein, you need to untie the tourniquet. I bruise like a heroin addict.
- When giving bed side notes to the oncoming staff, please be sure that your notes are correct before announcing casually that the patient in question has MRSA. Not cool. And I apologize if I made you feel embarrassed by questioning you and making you go pull the records so that I could prove you wrong. But, no.
- Please take the time to observe which arm has the IV in it prior to placing the blood pressure cuff. Sigh.
- Placing one hand over my wrist band so that I can’t look and cheat on your little “What’s your name and birthday” quiz is just silly. Am contemplating making up a new name each time you ask. In fact, yes. That will be today’s game.
- Making me take surveys and watch educational videos on the television in order to “earn” movie watching time is some form of communism. I’m sure of it.
And now, I shall eat this banana.
It’s time for more respiratory treatments to help me breathe. The doctor (not the good kind, just the human kind) says that the pneumothorax is still there, on top of the right lung. It has decreased ever so slightly in size. I had an xray done yesterday and I’ll have to have another one tomorrow. If it does not decrease further, they will put me on a high level of oxygen to help with “absorption” and to open the airway. Hopefully, they put the order in right this time and I’ll have my PICC line before the day is out. At which point, I will be able to move freely throughout the hospital, or go sit in the courtyard and watch life go by. The last time I was here, I sat in the courtyard on one blustery fall afternoon and listened to the entire Doctor Horrible soundtrack on my Walkman while people-watching. It was pretty cool, actually.
Enjoy the rest of your morning! I’ll try to snag pictures while the PICC is being inserted. Well, at least some before and after shots.