Sorry this post is a bit late! Those who have my Facebook will already know that operation was successful and I'm on the road to a fast recovery! Sorry to those who're only getting my news through the blog. I'm doing absolutely fine! Just been a bit busy over the last month where I had limited access to internet whilst I was in hospital, and when I was out of hospital, my free time was spent either with my little cousins, reading or asleep (with the excuse that I'm still a patient thus I need lots of rest :P) and travelling too (was in a place called Daejeon, but now I'm nearer to Seoul)! The blog post had been delayed so much that now I'm at my last morning in Korea before getting onto the plane to leave for England in about 8 hours time (5 hours probably by the time I finish writing this - had a hiccup with laptop battery)! Meaning I'll probably be spending Korean New Years on the plane, but I shall be back in time to spend the UK's New Years Eve evening (and to watch the countdown) to spend it with the family! ;)
Haha, anyhows, this is just a quick blog post so there's some record when I look back later on of some things I patient-related things I want to remember and take with me, because it's been such a fun/interesting experience! :)
As some of you may know, I was incredibly excited when I was admitted to the hospital on the afternoon of Wednesday 20th November (wow, that feels like ages ago now!) - was pretty gutted when I couldn't log on Facebook to tell you all how excited I was to become "officially" a patient. I was given an order that I was to fast (no food or drink - not even a sip of water!) from midnight that night in preparation for the operation late morning the day after.
I was woken up by a nurse (who was really lovely, and took care of me like her daughter, after knowing that I was there away from family etc.!) very early the next morning (around 5:30am) to get changed into the operating gown and to get on some sorts of fluids, which I've now forgotten the name of (there should be a photo of it somewhere though! I did amuse myself taking photos of everything wherever possible :P). My operation was late that morning (just after 11am) :) I must say, being wheeled up into the theatre was rather fun! Everything is rather blurred, possibly because of general anaesthesia I've had, but the next thing I remember after that is waking up in the recovery room around 1:30pm trying to make out the conversation two of the nurses were having.
I was then wheeled up to my ward and transferred to my bed. At that time, I couldn't feel that much pain, so obviously I logged onto Facbook to post a status saying the operation had gone well and I asked my uncle (who was there as my carer) to take a picture of me on my phone as anyone who'd just woken up from an operation would do... :P
I was discharged on Monday 25th November, spending the weekend in hospital with two lovely ladies on my ward (has 5 beds in total; they try and discharge as many people as possible before the weekend). One lady, who was about 7 years older than I am, was on the ENT department with me and we had the same doctor (she had obstructive sleep apnoea; made me feel proud when I realised I knew what that was.) so we became really good friends, going down from the ward to go and see the doctor together etc :) The other lady was in her early fifties, in the O&G department, who took care of us both like her daughters. Most of the time on the ward was spent asleep, watching TV and at times eating ice-creams which my relatives bought for me when they visited because they were apparently good for me ;) (which I do agree!)
To those that are interested, my official diagnosis was Chronic maxillary sinusitis; deviated nasal septum; hypertrophy of nasal turbinates; and nasal polyp (unspecified - later turned out to be just an inflammatory polyp). The operation I had was endoscopic sinus surgery. septoplasty, both submecosal turbinoplasty under general anesthesia. :) Still not entirely sure what this all means, but I have a copy of my CT scan from my pre-op assessment as well as this diagnosis to revise over and see how ill I actually was, haha.
Here are the three points I would like to take on with me as a 'highlight' of my patient journey so far:
- Not to underestimate the pain that the patient can go through.
There were two occasions when I really kind of came to question 'life' because I was in so much pain, haha. Now that was an interesting moment in my life :P
Firstly, I was on strong painkillers (on a drip - which I could control) after the operation. Because of its side effect, on the first evening after the operation, I found myself too dizzy to even get up or have dinner so I ended up turning it off with the nurse's help. Didn't feel like eating so I tried to get some sleep. The dizziness had disappeared, which was lovely but then I was in much pain, which I can only describe as it being like hit on the face with a football, but continuously :P so I would fall into deep sleep and waking up, thinking the night has passed when actually I was waking up every 50mins or so all through the night! Think that was the lowest point in my patient journey :) I was saved when the nurse came to prepare one of the other ladies in the ward for an operation that morning (around 5:30am). I asked for help and she turned my painkillers back on (I didn't know how to at the time, and it didn't occur to me that I could have pressed the emergency bell to ask for help, but I don't think I wanted to in the thought that I didn't want to bother the nurses - but they were there to take care of me, haha). Since turning it back on, pain stopped and I was able to have a good few hours rest! After that, I learned to be in more control of the drip, turning it on/off depending whether I felt its side effects or was dizzy.
Secondly, couple of days after the op, on the morning of Saturday 23rd November, I was having the gauze up my nose removed (from the operation - these were the non-dissolving ones). That was surprisingly a very painful procedure, apparently because of the pressure difference up my nose. I hadn't expected it to be that painful so I came out crying (haha) and the lady (from my ward, who was at ENT dept with me) bought me a box of tissues - a true essential if you're having going to the ENT dept for an operation. (Funny moment though, I had tears coming out from my eyes all the time I was in hospital just because my tear duct was being rather sensitive).
But yeah, the pain I experienced on both occasions made me think of lots of things, including "if childbirth pain is described to be the most painful thing ever, and I'm already in so much pain from an operation on my nose, how painful is that really going to be (Thank-you Mum, I love you.)" as well as what being "healthy" really means and being more appreciative of what it is like not to be ill. :P - How tricky it can be to continue taking prescriptive medication every meal time!
So at the hospital, one of the nurses would come around every meal time to give us our medication. (The hospital food wasn't so bad at all, by the way!) I had about 4 to 6 tablets to take (depending on whether I had painkillers, slightly stronger steroids or whatever) and thankfully in Korea, they split it all in small packets as "per meal" for you, which makes it easier to realise when you think you have forgotten to take your tablets. But yeah, outside the hospital, I realised it is quite hard to keep up with it especially if you're eating out - even if you know the importance of it, as my tablets include antibiotics! You have to reorganise your life, centring more around health, medication as well as hospital appointments (I had to go to hospital to clear discharge up my nasal cavity about once/twice a week.) This has made me more appreciative of not being ill too. - The real importance of the relationship you build with the nurses and the doctor whilst you are struggling as a patient.
This I think is what I appreciated the most whilst I was at the hospital. Yes it's lovely to have friends at the ward and having family visit you, but the effect of care you receive from the nurses and doctors are rather extraordinary! I knew the importance of this from lectures anyway as well as patient visits, but having experienced it myself, I appreciate it so much more! Nurses who took care of my like their daughters were really lovely, checking up on me every time to make sure I wasn't in much pain. My first impression of my doctor wasn't great to be honest (he's not exactly the really friendly type), but as the time went by, we got talking a bit more (he got to know I was a medical student on an intermission) and the little encouragements he gave, like "it'll be fine" etc., really did get to me when I was in so much pain! So yeah, I don't think I could have asked for better nurses or doctors! They were just all so lovely. :)
See you soon England! Happy New Year to family and friends all over the world - wishing you all a blessed 2014! :) x