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Left hand is very much better! I think i don't have dupuytren's contracture at alll - it was just trigger finger plus somenthing -itis which surgeon yesterday found in my right hand, I will write to her apologising for saying the f-word, and asking what it is, because the neext GP needs to know that when i tur =n up saying 'my hand hurts', i have this, possiby, and painlillers and cortisone aren;t the answer, surgery is.
anyway, right hand recovering .. I took the paracetalon-and-codine thingies last night, but wished i had stuck with the paracetamol + iburpofen + alcohol combo that i used with the left hand - -much- more effective (it's the added muscle relaxant that does it).
Differences between friendly society and nhs are myriad. In some ways the nhs is more patient-friendly (ExMemSec) got to be with me all the time except during theatre) but otherwise, f.s. far superior (largely due to number of staff (they totally forgot to do a whole load of pre-op stuff with me, and if i hadn't prompted, i would have gone down to teatre without assessment - not to mention that there was absolutely no care as to whether i was going to go hypo during the procedure -, and their abillity to produce coffee in a little pot with a jug of milk, etc. on a tray, rather than a plastic cup and an apology for running out of holders).
The swearing happened not during the administration of anaesethetic, but when i tried to get my pump out of my pocket, one-handed, with right hand numming up. I managed to twist and pull, and thus detach the tube from the luer lock, *many expletives*. If this had happened at home, i would have dumped cartrdige and all, as likely contaminated, nut since this was an operating theatre, and didn't have half the stuff needed for a full change with me, thought about it, detached from my stomach, reattached the tube, primed thrrough it, and reattached.
Other low point was when they got a nerve, and i had a twinge in my upper arm. "ow," says I, "that hurted". I was deeply ashamed that i speak lolcat when under pressure. Fortunately grammar proved an amusing topic of _conversation_ between myself and the nurse, who had previously been doing 'oh, that sounds intersting! then what happened" to my various narratives. I did ask/forewarn him that i was going to want to talk!
OK, to keep to the original theme of this journal: after the first op, i found that the not-quite "opsite" dressings didn't stick. Morrisons own brand sort-of stick (but are not waterproof), especially if the area is cleaned wit non-alcohol swabs (another story) first, Genuine opsite sticks a bit less well. What i need is the stuff which mnakes adhesives stick....
anyway, right hand recovering .. I took the paracetalon-and-codine thingies last night, but wished i had stuck with the paracetamol + iburpofen + alcohol combo that i used with the left hand - -much- more effective (it's the added muscle relaxant that does it).
Differences between friendly society and nhs are myriad. In some ways the nhs is more patient-friendly (ExMemSec) got to be with me all the time except during theatre) but otherwise, f.s. far superior (largely due to number of staff (they totally forgot to do a whole load of pre-op stuff with me, and if i hadn't prompted, i would have gone down to teatre without assessment - not to mention that there was absolutely no care as to whether i was going to go hypo during the procedure -, and their abillity to produce coffee in a little pot with a jug of milk, etc. on a tray, rather than a plastic cup and an apology for running out of holders).
The swearing happened not during the administration of anaesethetic, but when i tried to get my pump out of my pocket, one-handed, with right hand numming up. I managed to twist and pull, and thus detach the tube from the luer lock, *many expletives*. If this had happened at home, i would have dumped cartrdige and all, as likely contaminated, nut since this was an operating theatre, and didn't have half the stuff needed for a full change with me, thought about it, detached from my stomach, reattached the tube, primed thrrough it, and reattached.
Other low point was when they got a nerve, and i had a twinge in my upper arm. "ow," says I, "that hurted". I was deeply ashamed that i speak lolcat when under pressure. Fortunately grammar proved an amusing topic of _conversation_ between myself and the nurse, who had previously been doing 'oh, that sounds intersting! then what happened" to my various narratives. I did ask/forewarn him that i was going to want to talk!
OK, to keep to the original theme of this journal: after the first op, i found that the not-quite "opsite" dressings didn't stick. Morrisons own brand sort-of stick (but are not waterproof), especially if the area is cleaned wit non-alcohol swabs (another story) first, Genuine opsite sticks a bit less well. What i need is the stuff which mnakes adhesives stick....
