After a good night’s sleep I wake up in my bright hospital room. It’s bright because there is a lot of snow outside, which reflects through the blinds. I adjust myself in the bed, remembering to take it slow.
My chest and stomach are bloated and I can feel the tightness around my abdomen where the stitches are. At this point, there is not really any pain, only tightness and I am breathing lightly because I feel breathless.
The feeling of pressure on my lungs is a result of my stomach pushing against my lungs internally. This must be because of internal swelling, as a result of the operation.
And so, I must look down at my wounds and see where the tightness is coming from. I lift the blanket and see a lot of plasters, tubes and a few surface scratches on my skin. It looks worse than it feels thankfully and just around my abdomen is a little rectangular pack, resembling a money belt you might see tourists wearing.
Inside the pack are some serious drugs – Morphine and also laxative medication. I think I’ll need both of them for sure!
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