hernia operation part 2 : The left side...the review...
25 May 2005
0815 Hours
Arrived at Truman Medical Center East and checked into Outpatient Surgery.
1100 Hours
Called Back to surgical green room, where I strip and put on Butt exposing gown and paper booties and paper cap and lay on uncomfortable gurney to await group of people that want ask dumb questions about my health that were asked the night before this appointment. they ask me to sign permission slips I ask for Tanis to bring my glasses in so I can see what I am signing my body to. Tanis comes into the room to give my glasses to me. I look over permission papers and sign them.
1115 hours
New Male nurse enter the room with IV and needle I ask if he has additional people to hold me down for the procedure. He asks why I tell him what is going to happen if he does not have the additional people, his response is "nobody has informed me of this situation." I told him that I told the nurse that called me the day before of the my violent response to needles. he leaves the room and returns to tell me that I have to look away from him when he sticks me, the male nurse that was around for the first surgery enters the room and tells him to get more people to
hold down for the stick as I will blackout and get violent. new male nurse looks at old male nurse and says "your kidding ?" Old Male nurse holds his hand and says " No I am not kidding." New Male nurse leaves room and returns with additional people He decides to hold my legs at the knees while doctor does the stick with the needle, the Doctor asks me if he can use a local to ease the feeling of the stick. I ask the doctor if it involves something called a needle, he says "yes". I tell him just put the fucking IV in and use the additional people to hold me down for his and thier safety. He rolls his Eyes and says okay.
The new male holds my knees, Tanis put my hand into a wristlock, a Female nurse holds my upper arm the doctor grabs my hand. I feel something cold touch my hand, I growl, the doctor says something, the male nurse says something, Tanis says something, I blackout and only see red and the fight is on. I am trying to get to threat to my body and they are struggling to hild me down for the doctor, I am trying to stop harm that is occuring to me, that is the only thing that is on my mind. I am trying to harm those that ARE HARMING ME. this group now understands that I was not kidding about my reaction, the Doctor is now a believer of what I was warning him about me and needles. Lesson for those so called medical professionals listen to patients that warn you for your safety.
The stick is done. I cool off the new male nurse says i did good I give the get out of here while you still can look. He takes the hint and leaves. Tanis sits with me in the room until they come to wheel me into surgery.
1205 Hours
I am wheeled into surgery. they lay me on the table a nurse places a mask over my face and tells me to take four deep breaths I go out of conscienous and back into my nightmare.
1445 hours
He stands before me holding his AK74 with a bayonet fixed on it , I stand before him holding my Glock 19 pointed at him, we both pulled our triggers, click nothing I throw my pistol at him, he dodges , and then lunges at me with the bayonet, as it enters my body (this last part of my nightmare has not happened as this person is dead, and please don't ask me about it I will not tell you anything more about it ever) .... my eyes open, I am in the recovery room. I have a sharp pain where I felt the bayonet enter in the last point of the nightmare. I moan a nurse comes to me. "Evan, How are you feeling?" the nurse asks. I tell feel like I was stabbed with a bayonet. "On A scale of 1 to ten how does the pain feel?" I tell her it feels like a 9. " I will be back with some painkiller" she says. She returns and put something into my IV tube. About fifteen minutes later she asks how my pain feels I tell her it feels about a 9. she returns with something a little better than morphine. Sha asks me how the pain feels now I tell it feels like 7 . she tells me I am going to give some more, I tell her no, lets give the medication time to work, I also ask her for some water, she brings me some ice. five minute later "How is your pain feeling now?" she asks. I tell her it is about a 3. She tells me I will go to the outpatient recovery room in about thirty minutes.
1535 hours
I am returned to outpatient surgery, another nurse takes over my care. She asks if I am feeling nauseous. Surprisingly, I am notfeeling nausea this time. She asks me what I would like to drink, I ask for a sprite. I tell the nurse as she returns that I need to go to the toilet. Tanis returnsto help me get ready to go home.
1730 hours
Home. Called relatives to let them know that I am fine and recovering.
until next I write
Evan
0815 Hours
Arrived at Truman Medical Center East and checked into Outpatient Surgery.
1100 Hours
Called Back to surgical green room, where I strip and put on Butt exposing gown and paper booties and paper cap and lay on uncomfortable gurney to await group of people that want ask dumb questions about my health that were asked the night before this appointment. they ask me to sign permission slips I ask for Tanis to bring my glasses in so I can see what I am signing my body to. Tanis comes into the room to give my glasses to me. I look over permission papers and sign them.
1115 hours
New Male nurse enter the room with IV and needle I ask if he has additional people to hold me down for the procedure. He asks why I tell him what is going to happen if he does not have the additional people, his response is "nobody has informed me of this situation." I told him that I told the nurse that called me the day before of the my violent response to needles. he leaves the room and returns to tell me that I have to look away from him when he sticks me, the male nurse that was around for the first surgery enters the room and tells him to get more people to
hold down for the stick as I will blackout and get violent. new male nurse looks at old male nurse and says "your kidding ?" Old Male nurse holds his hand and says " No I am not kidding." New Male nurse leaves room and returns with additional people He decides to hold my legs at the knees while doctor does the stick with the needle, the Doctor asks me if he can use a local to ease the feeling of the stick. I ask the doctor if it involves something called a needle, he says "yes". I tell him just put the fucking IV in and use the additional people to hold me down for his and thier safety. He rolls his Eyes and says okay.
The new male holds my knees, Tanis put my hand into a wristlock, a Female nurse holds my upper arm the doctor grabs my hand. I feel something cold touch my hand, I growl, the doctor says something, the male nurse says something, Tanis says something, I blackout and only see red and the fight is on. I am trying to get to threat to my body and they are struggling to hild me down for the doctor, I am trying to stop harm that is occuring to me, that is the only thing that is on my mind. I am trying to harm those that ARE HARMING ME. this group now understands that I was not kidding about my reaction, the Doctor is now a believer of what I was warning him about me and needles. Lesson for those so called medical professionals listen to patients that warn you for your safety.
The stick is done. I cool off the new male nurse says i did good I give the get out of here while you still can look. He takes the hint and leaves. Tanis sits with me in the room until they come to wheel me into surgery.
1205 Hours
I am wheeled into surgery. they lay me on the table a nurse places a mask over my face and tells me to take four deep breaths I go out of conscienous and back into my nightmare.
1445 hours
He stands before me holding his AK74 with a bayonet fixed on it , I stand before him holding my Glock 19 pointed at him, we both pulled our triggers, click nothing I throw my pistol at him, he dodges , and then lunges at me with the bayonet, as it enters my body (this last part of my nightmare has not happened as this person is dead, and please don't ask me about it I will not tell you anything more about it ever) .... my eyes open, I am in the recovery room. I have a sharp pain where I felt the bayonet enter in the last point of the nightmare. I moan a nurse comes to me. "Evan, How are you feeling?" the nurse asks. I tell feel like I was stabbed with a bayonet. "On A scale of 1 to ten how does the pain feel?" I tell her it feels like a 9. " I will be back with some painkiller" she says. She returns and put something into my IV tube. About fifteen minutes later she asks how my pain feels I tell her it feels about a 9. she returns with something a little better than morphine. Sha asks me how the pain feels now I tell it feels like 7 . she tells me I am going to give some more, I tell her no, lets give the medication time to work, I also ask her for some water, she brings me some ice. five minute later "How is your pain feeling now?" she asks. I tell her it is about a 3. She tells me I will go to the outpatient recovery room in about thirty minutes.
1535 hours
I am returned to outpatient surgery, another nurse takes over my care. She asks if I am feeling nauseous. Surprisingly, I am notfeeling nausea this time. She asks me what I would like to drink, I ask for a sprite. I tell the nurse as she returns that I need to go to the toilet. Tanis returnsto help me get ready to go home.
1730 hours
Home. Called relatives to let them know that I am fine and recovering.
until next I write
Evan
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