Condition, pt. 2
Home! So glad to get here, after a week of spending about 23.5 hours per day flat on my back in a very small bed, unable even to roll over due to tubes coming in or going out from belly, arms, etc..
Realized I hadn't mentioned what the condition was. Bladder cancer. High-grade tumors, so the bladder had to come out, then the prostate, then a chunk of small intestine is cut out, split, and reformed into a replacement bladder and that sewn in. Along the way the pelvic lymph nodes are cut out for testing, and then everything is sewn shut. And I acquired some corneal abrasions along the way, hence the eye patch. Entire procedure took 7 hours on the table, and 4 + units of blood. (They transfused four total, and I was still a little low). A week in the hospital, which is about as short a recovery time as could be hoped for.
I discovered many things, including the fact that morphine sulfate is grossly overrated as a pain killer.