Heat, Pain, and Confusion

The accident happened, but gaps in my memory remain. I wake up in another new room HOT, in pain, and so confused… Sweat dripping down the side of my cheek, running along my ears, following my neck, and into the pillow.  A small puddle forms under me as the rivers grow from the sweat down my chest, abdomen, and legs.  There is a red light overhead staring at me… it is one of those damn heat lamps?  Who put that on?  Why is it so hot in here?  It feels like my own personal hell. 

Wait!  What was that?  Moaning?  Yes,  a woman moaning!  A slow, soft, achy, eldery moan into the night.  Why is she hurting?  And why is she in my room?

I try to roll over, but cannot.  Something is wrong, something is very wrong.  My back, my knees, my legs… everything hurts and feels like it isn’t mine.   I am so confused, and it is still raging hot in here…

Finally my fiancé comes into the room.  He agrees it is hot in here.   Good, I am not losing my mind!  He advocates for me with the nurses; but the woman sharing my room is chilled.  I get that it is easier to keep the room warm, but couldn’t adding blankets be equally effective for her? After some phone calls, another room is found for me and I transferred down the hall.

 

Moving On

I remember nothing about the move to that first room from the ER, nor to the second room.  I also do not recall the surgical repair that occurred on my left knee in between all of these moves.  In the morning, however, I felt different. February 1st was a new day, a new month, in another new room, but now with a new broken body.

My road of surgeries and recovery was just starting, and I am thankful I did not know the true extent of my journey at that time.  This road has been a beautiful, bumpy ride!  Follow me for more details on my getting past joint surgeries and back to an even better life! www.KLRestored.com

 

To see how my ride started:  https://klrestored.com/2022/07/07/how-it-all-started-cars-crash-curtains-jan-31-2011/