Aug 17, 2011

A Test after Brain Surgery!?!?!


I opened my eyes to the sound of somebody saying my name multiple times. When I looked up I saw a handsome young resident. He asked me a few questions. The first one was if I knew where I was. I said yea. He replied where? I opened my mouth and nothing would come out. He gave some options and I shook my head but even that was hard. I couldn’t coordinate my head to shake the right way. I am so glad he didn’t assume I was confused. Instead he kept asking me questions and I figured out a way to show him I was still me and I remember things. He went on asking me if I knew who I was and I gave him thumbs up with my lefts hand considering I favored that side. He then again gave me a few options and I gave him thumbs down until he got to my name and then I gave him thumbs up. He asked me a lot of questions. It turned out to be a multiple questions test or something. They didn’t tell me there would be a test after brain surgery. That is just cruel. They didn’t even give my time to study for it. It was a good thing the questions where like do know what years it is, the president, and if I’m in pain. It turns out I passed and the conclusion was that I was not confused.
When he left my bed side I had a chance to look around. I was in post op waiting for the neuro nurse to get report for me to go up to neuro ICU. I look around some more and I saw tubes, wires, and cords hooked to me. These tubes, wires, and cords would be my best friends for about a week whether I like them or not. At some point in time I fell back asleep and woke up in my room where they were about to transfer me to my “more comfortable bed”. That was a lie if I had ever heard one. All four nurses at once bombarded me. One was organizing the cords and wires hooked to me, one was scrubbing me in a bubbly tan soap, and one was doing who knows what? The fourth one I will never forget her but I don’t know her name. She was twitleing around at the foot of my bed doing assessment. She lifted my sheet to put on flow trons and her response was jaw dropping when she saw my bright pink cast. I don’t think she knew her response was so obvious but I chuckled inside. She threw the left leg flow tron on the chair beside the bed and said I guess you don’t need this one.

6 comments:

Reality Jayne said...

Oh Sara.....I love you...teehee.

Barb said...

Hang in there Sarah...........I love your sense of humor but I am also sure that this has been horrendous for you and at times overwhelming. :(

I remember I had an elderly patient one time and when I was doing her assessment she started asking me: Barbara, what year is it? What day is it? Who is the president?............and then she said........good now when that Doctor comes in and asks me I'll know all the answers!

Scribe said...

Only one flowtron is AWESOME.

Hope you had fun on vacation!!!

janis said...

Hello Ms Sarah! A test? Gheez! I agree how cruel...but necessary I suppose. So the first thing you saw was a handsome guy? That is a good thing♥ Catch his name? I think a little Eye Candy was worth the test. It could have been an Igor w/ bad breath, but a Hottie is way better!
Prayers that you have a good speedy recovery!

Barb said...

I think about you everyday Sarah and you are in my prayers. I wonder if you could post some type of button on your page where we could all just send you messages of encouragement etc. I can't begin to even imagine what you are going through right now both physically, emotionally, psychologically and spiritually.......sometimes life can be so difficult that it's hard to have the strength to reach out to people. Perhaps a button would make it easy for people to reach out to you.

God bless.

Sarah Jane said...

Barb, I try my best to please the fellow bloggers, I've been looking for something but I'm lost...what do mean or recommend?