Part 11 - Me n my bonce

Another day another bed bath, OMG what is that? Now nearly 2 months in and not having shaved I was starting to resemble chewbakka!  Also Mr Chandler had told me I could paint my toenails, if only I could! That would have to wait until I was a bit more mobile as my physio was still only consisting of sitting in my chair which made my bum so bloody numb, the occasional standing with the flabelos like contraption or sitting on the edge of my bed, still no star jumps or running! Let alone cock me legs up to paint me trotters!
My goodness this summer was apparently hot (I say apparently as I hadn't seen the outside world since 5th June - last fag day, apart from seeing the sky that one night when I was in the medical unit) everyday when my mum and dad arrived they would fan me constantly until they left. It was so hot in HDU that even a couple of nurses had called in sick they couldn't work in the heat in the ward due to their asthma and exhaustion! The air conditioning had broke in the HDU ward and the hospital did not have the money to fix it! Not very helpful when you are that poorly! Nurses tipped us off to complain to PALS, which I think my mum made sure every person who came to see me did, resulting in me getting my very own personal air conditioning unit!!! Surely it would be cheaper to fix the problem rather than hire these costly units? Sometimes I got a bit chilly but I didn't like to complain, some people are never happy eh?!
One day when mum and dad arrived it said ward next to my name on the board outside HDU, does this mean I'm moving? Please, please let it be! But nothing apparently they were waiting for a bed it just meant I was ready to go to the ward! Days came and went until a few days later the sister came to see me, you are going to the ward today Danielle, we are just making the final arrangements! YES!!! I must be getting so much better if they are moving me! Not only was I being moved, I was in my own room again! Result! But nope still no ensuite! Oh well, not as if I could use it I suppose as I still had my catheter in and couldn't really move! Hang on a minute where's my AC unit! I wasn't allowed to bring that with me but hey I now had my very own windows that opened and everything, in my very own room! Ok the view was of the brick wall surrounding Ruskin Park but it was my view! Little did I know this view would be mine for 68 days! Oh look a helicopter, I could also see the air ambulances arriving and going, I was amazed how many there were, busy days seemed about 6 on a quiet or good day there approx 2! Still in the midst of a heat wave mum opens the windows for me, my dad was on his way from parking the car with a clip board he found in the car for me to fan myself with. On it he wrote Property of Danielle Chisholm, Kinnier Wilson Ward 01/08/13 funny how you remember certain things. Room 23 was now home, a bit panicked now though in ITU I had my own nurse, HDU was 1 between 2 now I was in the ward my nurse had 6 of us! 6! Wow that's a lot! Great she is never going to know when I need her, I'm gonna choke for sure and no one will ever know! But my nurse reassured me, gave me my call bell and explained how it worked! Now not only would I not put my yankeur suction down, I also held onto my bell for dear life too!