My intestine story - Finally moving to ward A and out of ICU. Day 9.

Here follows a journal of the past two weeks and the difficulties I went through. I will write each day as a new post for easy reading. To sum it up: I had to get an emergency operation because my intestines couldn't digest food. Here is what happened...

Tuesday, 27 May

Yay! And I am out of here! ... Well, I'm out of ICU, but still in hospital. I was finally moved to ward A. The catheter was taken out and blood was drawn one last time. I was quite happy to go to the ward. I wanted peace and quiet. I wanted sleep and no pricking of my veins. I wanted real food. I wanted a nice view. I wanted my own bathroom.

I was wheeled into room 22 just after lunch. Everything seemed okay, except for the fact that I was extremely nauseas. I did not throw up, however, and we still thought that it could be the pain meds that I was getting.

The doctor and surgeon were okay with me being nauseas and with me not having to have gone to the bathroom yet, as they said that it could be quite a while before something happens.

My parents were all too happy to have me moving off to the ward. Getting out of ICU shows progress.

My tummy still felt very bloated and the stitches were still a bit sore and uncomfortable, but as a CF who always endure some sort of pain or uncomfortable feeling, I did not thing much of it.

They took Xrays again and everything was fine.