Lastnight I spent the most uncomfortable night of my life.
I was in the SNICU (surgical and nuerology intensive care unit) under hourly neurological observation. I had to lay flat on my back with a neck collar on that put horrible pressure on the back of my head.
My only chance to sit up was to go to the bathroom-in a bed pan. At nurse shift the night nurse told my day nurse "she likes to take her time going to the bathroom".
Talk about desperation to sit up!
Sitting up got some pressure off my head and I could see something other then the ceiling tiles above my head. The nurses tried to get some of the pressure off my head. It helped slightly.
I slept forty five minutes here and there between my hourly checks.
I was lucky to have slept 3 hours total lastnight.
My cell phone and the messages people left for me were my life line.
One time after a check the nurse forgot to give it back to me. I paged her back for it.
Every time a message came I read them. I clung to those messages of hope and love and concern.
They were my lifeline.
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