So, Wednesday evening I was introduced to my new nurses and was settling into my space (my wife was actually the one doing the ‘settling,’ I was doing the ordering). Finally my wife left to go to her parent’s house and get some sleep and I laid back and fell off to sleep. I woke up needing the restroom, so I sat up on the edge of the bed and got ahold of my urinal. Something didn’t feel right though, when I pulled up out of bed. I put my hand behind me to feel the lumbar drain and I felt a string (It was later confirmed that this was the smaller tube from the lumbar drain that should have been under the plastic dressing). I called for the nurse.
Now, before I explain what happened, I have to tell you that, every since the surgery I had been paranoid about that lumbar drain. Every 5 minutes I was asking the nurse to check that the drains were turned off or that the dressing was alright and not leaking. I think most people can understand how I would be a little paranoid about this thing I didn’t expect, didn’t want, and this thing that can kill you…
So, back to the story! I called the nurse and said the lumbar drain dressing didn’t feel right. She said, “I’ve found someone more OCD than me, I think!” I said, “Yes, but will you please look at it?” Of course she was glad to look at it and came around behind me with her little light… She ended up leaning in really closely to the dressing, because I could nearly feel her breath on my back and from back behind me she quietly said, “I need you to stay very still and I’m going to call the on-call surgeon.” I asked if everything was okay and she said that she didn’t know, but she didn’t think I was in any danger if I just stay still. She hustled out of the room and I could reach my phone so I called Carrie and told her something was up. She didn’t arrive until everything was finished.
It was a very simple procedure. The surgeon did a great job simply re-dressing and re-sterilized everything and since we became aware, right away, that it was exposed I was never in any serious or imminent danger. Once everything was sterile and under a plastic dressing again, I was ready to go back to sleep.
It was a very simple procedure. The surgeon did a great job simply re-dressing and re-sterilized everything and since we became aware, right away, that it was exposed I was never in any serious or imminent danger. Once everything was sterile and under a plastic dressing again, I was ready to go back to sleep.
Carrie stayed at the hospital the rest of the night, since it was after 2:00 a.m. by then!
