Hi all

Thanks for all your support and cheer leading

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I was discharged at 10 this morning. Was a bit of an awkward moment when PALS lady rang me as I was with the nurse discharging me

So I told her I couldnt talk then and shes calling me back. I didnt want to talk with the nurse there. But I did say to my sister who was sat there "that was PALS. The Patient Liason Service"

And the nurses head shot up!
Ive kind of reached a compromise on my wanting a walker. I said I cant be discharged on sticks like last time, because Im not as stable as last time and that I wanted a walker, so the Nurse went to see physio, my favourite people

. She came back and said they never discharge with a walker no matter what, but have agreed to discharge me with crutches as well as sticks if I wanted? Ive never used crutches before so had a go on them and found them much better than the sticks, I feel much more supported and stable on them, so Im quite happy with that.
Painwise Im not too bad, although I do wish they would discharge with something stronger than Ibuprofin and paracetamol. Some Gabapantin would have been good too. When reading out my discharge drug list the nurse said they havnt put Tramadol in there because I have some at home. I never said I had some at home, but luckily I do have some, enough until I can order more anyway. Also apparently I should have been given a special staple removing tool, but they couldnt find one in time for me to go so are posting one off to me.
Ah now, the famous incision. That was a bit of a battle. It was last changed last night by nice nurse, and this morning I asked the nurse on duty to take another look at it before I go. She was reluctant , she said it doesnt look as if it needs looking at as not much bleeding had come through in the night, but to me it looked as if quite a lot had come through. I said ok I will take a look myself and made as if to start taking the dressing off

And she suddenly helped then. She cleaned the wound because it was quite bloody and I pointed out the gaps where the nice nurse said it looks as if more staples should have been used. She made some noises but didnt say anything, so I said while we have the dressing off, could she please put some steristrips on, just for my own peace of mind. She said it didnt need it, I said Id be happier, we went around in circles a bit and then she put them on

After it was dressed I asked if I could have some to take home, just incase, and a spare dressing or two. She said I wouldnt need it, I said Id like it anyway and then, incredibly, she said that most people dont have to even change the dressing at all from when its been put on in theatre !

I said "exactly,! Yet mine has been changed multiple times a day, so doesnt that prove somethings not right?!"

I got the spare dressings and the steristrips.
Just before we left the room the nurse put a survey card on the table for me to fill out giving feedback about my care.

Oh I filled that out alright

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Anyway, Ive survived, Im home, and now the fun begins with my Mum and Daughter all over again.
