Today 's bronchoscopy went smoothly. It was in the morning so I didn't have too much waiting around. One of the nurses attending to me beforehand told me I looked too well to have Cystic Fibrosis. Is there some special certificate I need to get? Haha!!
After a nice snooze I came around - I was desaturating so back onto the oxygen, but by the time I got back to the ward, after an hour I was back up to 99% on room air....lovely!
The result was that I have a lot of flem still which means I have an infection. This can happen from bugs still lurking in my own bronchial tubes. It is a very common occurrence so hopefully 2 weeks of I's will knock it on its head! Thank goodness for one reason or another, my PICC had not been taken out, so I didn't have to get another one put back in!!
A very rude student doctor bowled her way in just after I got back, demanding a "talk" with me - reacting back I said actually this is not a good time, I have just had a bronchoscopy! She said I am only here today, can I come back about about 3. I said yes whatever!!
What a cow!!! I talked to my nurse and she was appalled !! So said lady got told off and she wasn't allowed to come back to have her chat!! I couldn't believe it.
Mum came a while later so we had a nice few hours together.
I felt very tired after she had left - I gave my 'wary not impressed' look when the student physio came in. I still had to do a few strengthening exercises so some step up and downs, squats and a few balancing/strengthening exercises. I really was not in the mood! Haha.
Was planning an early night but no. I had to get MOVED!! I was then extremely cranky because I thought I would be put into a shared room. But no, THANK GOD, I was put into another single room.
They had to do about 15 bed shuffles - it's to do with types of diseases, what bugs we all have - and the shifts happen as old people leave and new people arrive.
So begrudgingly I packed my bags (for the 2nd time, as I had packed Monday morning to go home!!!) and the nurses helped shift everything over. But it's a nicer room with a better view at least!
They had forgotten to do a follow up X-ray for my bronch, so at 11pm my nurse apologetically woke me for that. It didn't take long - back to bed. Drugs at midnight...then a few hours sleep before being woken at 6am for more oral and IV drugs fitted in before the sternum op.
I'm very lucky that with new lungs, at least I am coping better with lack of sleep. If this was me in the old days, I would be beside myself by now! I am tired, but I am doing ok with it. I'm also coping with fasting better as well. Not feeling so starved each time!
Well I think that is all for now.