Part 7 - Me n my bonce

Finally I had a nurse that asked me if I wanted my hair washed! A big hell yeah! But my god no wonder why they hadn't done it before what a parlava! Especially as they had to mind the EVD as it had to be at a certain level to my head to drain correctly! Had a big tray like the sort you get on highchairs but in a speech bubble kind of shape and a big bin to catch the water! This hair wash was probably the most uncomfortable hair wash I had had in my life but at the same time it was the best, although I didn't get a blow dry finish! The same nurse also brushed my teeth for me, without sounding like a proper minger again this was the first time in a few weeks too! Still nil by mouth the water felt so good in my mouth and made me feel I wanted a drink, I had now developed a craving for some fanta! No chance though wasn't even allowed water! The nearest I got to a drink was sucking on a sponge also used to clean my tongue and gums! Mum and dad would massage me trying to get feeling back in my legs and hands (little did I know they were told to prepare for the worst, let alone the fact I could be permanently paralysed!) I had daily sometimes hourly foot rubs from my dad which the nurses became very jealous of! And mum rubbing my hands bending my fingers backwards and forwards then saying you do it now! The nurses all worked long shifts, 12 hours on! That's a long time on your feet, and still they made time to make me smile or actually care by a simple wink or telling me how I'm doing, even if they didn't care I really felt they did! Well all except xxxx and 1 other you will learn about later! xxxx was my nurse once, she patched me up to all sorts of unnecessary tubes and really didn't take as good care of me at all! I can't remember exactly what she did but the sister promised I wouldn't have her again! During handover times the noise in the unit was crazy as it was 1 nurse to 1 patient it was like being in a packed hall! 1 nurse - Emma asked me if I had my iPod which I didn't I had tried to but I got so frustrated as I couldn't scroll through songs which was so simple! She put an album on for me to listen to while handover took place. Maybe 'I crashed my car into the bridge, I don't care' wasn't the greatest of choices but it perked me up! Then it got stuck on repeat (about 4 times!) with some cheesy boyband song! Again unable to talk or move I just had to wait patiently to get eye contact and mouth thank you so she could turn it off!
The day came it was finally my turn to leave surgical critical care! Woohoo! No more intensive care I'm going upstairs to what I thought was a normal ward! Yay maybe I will start tomorrow with a nice hot shower, paint my nails..... Oh hang on, no I can't do any of that! It's not a 'normal' ward, I'm off to medical intensive care and I still can't move! I was wheeled up in my bed and put in a bay next to a window! I couldn't see much but outside world was so thrilling even if I could only see the sky! I only stayed in this ward 1 night as I was then moved to High Dependancy Unit (HDU) this was a scary move I didn't have my own nurse now it was 1 between 2 (that sounds like being at school and having to share a book) sharing a nurse was petrifying what if they didn't notice I was choking like I so often did as with a tracheostomy you need suctioning quite a lot! I'm never gonna make this!