I took Eddie to the doctor today to have his drainage tube removed. I didn't warn him how much it might hurt. Jeff, my sisters boyfriend, told me was going to hurt like hell. Jeff was right when he said the surgery would hurt like hell and he was right when he said it would take longer then a few days to recover. So I didn't want Eddie to be too worked up over how much it might hurt to have that tube ripped out of him.
When I was in high school, I had a chest tube for a few days and when they went to remove it, they didn't warn my mom or me that it was about to happen. They just put one hand on my side and yanked on that tube like they were starting a lawn mower. They did pretty much the same thing to Eddie.
I knew it was coming and I was doubled over and had my hands over my eyes. Eddie let out a yell so loud and so long I thought maybe the tube was wrapped around his intestines. Eddie wasn't prepared. That was my fault. But I don't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Oh well. It's over with.
He doesn't feel any better yet. He may actually feel a bit worse. I am really hoping that tomorrow he will feel better now that the tube is gone. I don't know. He is beginning to think he is going to feel this way all the time and I know that is not the case. He just has to give it time for the healing process to finish.
Warm liquids still feel good to Eddie and he has discovered smoothies from Juice It Up work wonders for him. The Isopure protein drinks are NASTY!!! The other protein shakes are not that great, but he does his best to drink them down. He is still on a liquid diet. Next week we may start pureeing some foods for him to eat instead of just soup all the time. He wants to get meatballs and spaghetti sauce and puree those. My answer to that is, "We'll see." And we all know what it means when a mom gives that answer...
Im sorry to hear that I was right (again) :(
ReplyDeleteSo did you get a look at the drain after they pulled it out? Im pretty sure mine was called a Penrose (sp?) drain. So what I didnt realize is that it wasnt a nice, round, clear tube all the way down in to my abdomen. At some point, there was a "junction" where the clear, round tube turned turned into more of a flat/square, white flexible thing with tons of holes in it. It was bad enough that I was watching them do it, but when that part hit some resistance coming thru the skin/muscle, I panicked and tensed up, which only made it worse. I think I actually yelled at my nurse (probably swearing), asking her why she didnt tell me what was about to happen. I knew they were removing the tube, but had no idea what was coming.