Still sedated, I faintly remember a doctor telling me it all worked out okay and my mom was doing okay too.
As I regained consciousness, I saw I had pipes running all over me - for urine, for blood discharge from the new kidney. I had an intra venal connection on my shoulder and on my fist. My stomach felt twice its size and I weighed 6 kgs extra compared to a day earlier :-O
The amount of urine is closely monitored and is a sign of the functioning of the kidney. The nurses keep checking on this and I was asked to drink as much water as I could.
WOW!! This was overwhelming.
Just two days back I was up and about, and now all this. The thought did cross my mind, 'was I better off before?'
Of course, medically, I was better off now, but I seemed to have lost all control of my body.
I wondered how long this was going to last. More so, how long would it take to come to terms with my new realities. So many thoughts, but no way to share them cos I was kept in isolation - trapped inside a room with just the idiot box for company. Nurses walking in and out...no chance to see the face of a loved one let alone pouring your heart out - one of the lowest moments of my life so far.
Lesson learnt: Never look at a mirror after a surgery - that too a major one like this.
As I regained consciousness, I saw I had pipes running all over me - for urine, for blood discharge from the new kidney. I had an intra venal connection on my shoulder and on my fist. My stomach felt twice its size and I weighed 6 kgs extra compared to a day earlier :-O
The amount of urine is closely monitored and is a sign of the functioning of the kidney. The nurses keep checking on this and I was asked to drink as much water as I could.
WOW!! This was overwhelming.
Just two days back I was up and about, and now all this. The thought did cross my mind, 'was I better off before?'
Of course, medically, I was better off now, but I seemed to have lost all control of my body.
I wondered how long this was going to last. More so, how long would it take to come to terms with my new realities. So many thoughts, but no way to share them cos I was kept in isolation - trapped inside a room with just the idiot box for company. Nurses walking in and out...no chance to see the face of a loved one let alone pouring your heart out - one of the lowest moments of my life so far.
Lesson learnt: Never look at a mirror after a surgery - that too a major one like this.
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