On sept 16th I had my 6th OHS. We arrived early, spent about an hour prepping at the hospital before I was take back. I remember walking into a sterile silver room with everyone wearing purple scrubs and laying down on a table. We were told it would be 6-8 hours but it ended up being 9and some change. The first thing I remember is hearing voices and flashes of people faces. I was told they would pull the breathing tube before I woke up but that didn't happen. Waking up with the breathing tube felt like I was suffocating. I couldn't breath and couldn't talk. Then they strapped my arms to the bed because I was panicking and tried pulling the tube out. During this time I was in and out of sedated fever nightmares where waking wasnt any better. I could hear parts of conversations but not really understand. While trapped in my mind i questioned why they were letting me suffocate. I thought about how we decided i would not be put on a ventilator and here i was waking with a tube to breath. I had alot of dark thoughts during this time. Ontop of it all being strapped to the bed flared my sensory issues and added to my panic. They told Brandon I had air around my lungs and would need a tube they called a pigtail inserted between my ribs to let the air out. Once that was inserted they were finally able to remove the breathing tube. Once I could talk I was able to convince the nurses to unstrap my hands by informing them of the sensory issues I was struggling with.
In between meds I was able to have short conversations but struggled to stay awake that first day.
The rest of the days were a blur of thoughtful visits from friends, changing rooms 3 times, getting a sore throat from forced air, going on walks around the floor and having various tubes and wires being pulled strategically. I had a variety of nurses who for the majority were very helpful and tentative and one or two who should not have even been there.I didn't have much of an appetite until maybe the 4th or 5th day and it took a few weeks for me to eat full meals again.
After 5 days I had met all my goals and was cleared to go home on Sept 21st.
Sleeping was not very restful in hospital or at home. Even with meds I was in pain and ached everywhere. It took me almost two weeks before I could semi comfortably sleep on my side and it still aches a bit but im actually getting good sleep.
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