It is Jerry, Zachary...nice ta meet cha...
Nurses were super, and it is a major hospital...
no complaints there except for the food...
My last meal was at 8PM Tuesday prior to the surgery the next day...
no liquids from midnight on,
then the procedure at 2:30 PM,
then to recovery ( 2X's ),
finally in a private room at about 1:00 PM on Thursday.
I had gone 41-hours without a bite of food...
For a skinney guy, I'm a big eater anyway,
I was still half dopey...but cleaned the tray and could have eaten more...
Patricia,
This is where I need to be taken...
Down the road to the right questions.
( Please bear with me, and in a week or so, when with your help and others, I really begin to understand what all is going on...I'll list the hospital and doctors name if relevent ). ( I have shared his name and that of the hospital with Wendy privately ).
He does come highly reccomended and is well known as one of the best...
but,
I have worked with professionals all of my life and we all step in it now and then...
The TURP started at 2:30 PM, his preferred time slot it seems, with an hour and a half of 'cutting' planned per what he had told me. Perhaps once he got started, and found me 'a mess', and then the second go round eating up so much time...who knows, maybe he got in a hurry because the granddaughter had a recital or something...
I really don't know.
Tomorrow after the visit with him,
I intend to go to the hospital and hug a few nurses...
A couple were very friendly and shared some good info.
One nurse, her father-in-law, went through the complete bladder removal so she shared a few tips to recovery.
Another, is a 'cancer survivor' ( colon ) as she likes to say. Great attitude !
I do know that every nurse on the floor, and being there five days I met several shifts...everyone of them bragged on the doctor.
To me, seems that should be meaningful.
I also intend to speak with both shifts in the Recovery Room, that's where I went through hell...but again, both RN's over me were super ladies and very concerned with my situation. Perhaps they will share some insight into what took place while I was so out of it...
What about my anesthesiologist ?
He too, was extremely friendly and a big cut-up, we share the same last name, and he joked about that, etc. Perhaps I can track him down for a question or two.
OR,
do these folks stick together on things like this and clam up... ?