Yesterday was an alarming day for me.
I drove myself some fifty kilometres to the hospital where I am due to enter in two weeks.
They are very thorougher in their pre-op education.
It's very strange being the patient instead of the nurse.
Being the one who needs help instead of the one giving it.
I was given another ECG, and... my silly heart is still in Bundle Branch Block.
Because of this, my anesthetist has decided a Spinal Block will be my safest form of anesthetic during the procedure. I am to have a Total Left Knee Replacement.
I was so grateful that he was open to listening to my requests.
"No morphine for me please, I'd rather have fentanyl...."
There is nothing worse than having a patient who knows all the answers.
The Occupational Therapist came to assess my home for hidden dangers today.
Is my bed, seat and toilet high enough not to cause knee strain??
She was lovely, relaxed and re -assuring.
Next I go for a blood test for a group and hold, in case I need a blood transfusion.
I cannot say I am not a little stunned over the whole affair because I am.
We never understand anything until we experience it ourselves.
How many times have I comforted someone else getting ready for surgery..
This is not my first time to be the patient, yet usually I have colleagues working close by.
The one thing I do know is that, I am never alone... Jesus is always near.
I love His promise.
"NEVER WILL I LEAVE THEE.
NEVER WILL I FORSAKE THEE."Hebrews 13:5