184. Urgh

Vague memories of the recovery room.  Vomiting.  In and out of consciousness.  Very sick. 

I’d gone down at 3.30 for a one hour op.  The first I remember was 9.30.  Still, not very with things.  More vomiting.  Also, a bed bath.  Either because I’d been bleeding or because I’d been sick. 

I tried to get up for a wee in the night.  They suggested a commode.  I tried, really tried to get to the loo.  But felt too sick.  So I gave in and used the commode.  Before the nurse could get back to help.  Just to show my independance.  Oh yeah.