Out of R&R

Its been a week and a day since I went under the knife for the first time ever. The surgical types I mean. Last Saturday I had a sudden attack of acute appendicitis and the best option was surgery.

Lets do some numbers. 3 nights in a hospital, 2 shaven arms, 10+ saline drips, 10+ injections in various parts of the body, an anesthetic in the back, a 10 cm incision, 7 stitches and a badass appendix. Also things being inserted in all parts possible, and I really mean 'All'! Its funny how insignificant a part of the body like an appendix an cause so much pain and discomfort. And the fact that it serves no purpose in our intestines in the first place!!

Anyhoo, the stitches are out and I can say I am out of rest & recuperation. I love that term for some reason. An excuse to just sleep, laze around, get bored, catch up on Prison Break and watch lots of movies. And the cycle keeps repeating. And most of all an excuse to stay away from work!! Now thats good. No not really given the pain I had to go through.

Going back to the surgery. This was the first time I was to be operated upon. So the only thing on my mind at each and every stage was 'what are they inserting, why are they inserting and is it gonna hurt??' I don't like unpleasant surprises especially painful ones. I rather be prepared for the kind of pain to expect. Mild or acute or whatever.

But seriously I cannot remember any other time of my life when I have endured so much pain. Ok appendix is not a major surgery, but I am a bit sensitive to pain. So there! With all those medications my mind actually used to play games with me. No jokes. I was imagining things in the middle of the night that I could not understand and cannot explain. Those wre 3 of the longer nights I have had in a long time.

Also having the injection for the saline change positions and arms not once but twice wasn't helping. The nurses scoffed that I had thin veins! Like I can do anything about it. They are the ones who are supposed to ease the pain!

All in all it was quite an experience. Although the hospitals should not have backbreakers as an excuse for a bed. And an electronically patient controlled reclining bed would do good. Not having to ask anyone to pull or push the back all the time.

Now I am up and running. I think having the scar a few years down the line will be quite cool. As funny as it may sound. Although I wouldn't wish or want for any more of them.