Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I am back home after another stay at Princess Margaret Hospital. I got the feeding tube put in yesterday. The evening was very tender and now glad to be back home. It is interesting I watch two night nurses as they come in after I call them and acted as if I am disturbing them. I threw up a couple of times and they give me a small bucket, give me gravol and then run out before I ask for anything else like a new gown. The day nurse is a lot more sensitive and immediately gets me refreshed and shows me the use of the feeding tube. My room mate in the hospital has been there for some time and dealing with all kinds of side effects. She smokes and goes out every ½ hour to have a smoke. They have told her she needs to stop but she insists it would create too much stress. The last couple of days it was more difficult to talk as my throat seems a little tender and things are still breaking up. I watch where I put my energy and prefer not to engage in conversations with people I don’t really want to. I am a little restless wanting to move on and yet the body has not yet caught up to that.