I visited Brenda this morning in the Intensive Care Unit. I found her in a very much post-op state. Still on the ventilator and very subdued. She mouthed ‘I’m alive’ to me and I was able to give her a kiss and hold her hand. Almost immediately I was asked to leave while some of the drains and the ventilator were removed. An hour or so later I returned to find her in acute discomfort despite a self-administered morphine drip. A doctor managed to give a boost to her epidural and eventually the pain eased.
A visit from the x-ray department meant that she had sit up and she found this helped with her breathing. This perked her up to a degree and she was able to talk. The arrival of her running buddy Madeleine was a great distraction and she and I chatted while Brenda was happy to zone out.
This afternoon she underwent another dose of chemo (I believe there will be one or two more), which left her feeling nauseous and tired. I left her this evening, eyeshades in place, pretty zonked out. The doctor will add morphine to her epidural to help her sleep tonight.
On the positive side the doctors are very happy with her progress and are amazed by her fitness. A patient’s heart rate might be around 100 after an operation such as this – hers is 50.
Bullish as ever, she is doing her breathing exercises to aid her recovery but, it goes without saying that she is quite poorly. Thanks again for all the great messages it was great to be able to read them out to her.