When the Soldier came to he was numb from the waist down. He had been given a spinal block so he wouldn't feel any pain. This block seemed to last longer then the last one. He had been given an IV to stay hydrated. Enough time had passed and it was time to use the restroom. The problem was because of the spinal block he didn't know he had to go. The nurse came in and asked him to start moving his legs. He started to move them and when he pulled his right leg to his chest he felt a warm sensation. He looked down and his gown was wet. He looked at The Misses and told her what he was feeling. She told him to do it again and when he did he started to pee. He probably really had to go and when he pulled his leg up the pressure released his bladder. "I think I just pissed on myself", he said to The Misses. She just started to laugh. He really didn't think it was so funny. Luckily she was the only one in the room at that time.
Dr. Airforce came in soon after and announced that the Soldiers "porn career was over" (not that it ever started). Instead of making and incision he had cut a chunk out of his bottom in attempt to get ride of the fistula canal. Not only was this operation much harder to take care of it also left a lovely scar. He was released that same day and was given two weeks off. He would have to take a bath after every time he went to the bathroom. Then The Misses would have to pack gauze into the wound to help the healing process. The Soldier really learned at that time just how close him and The Misses were. You can imagine how close you would have to be to someone to get that close to that area.
The next day was a big weekend for them. They had already booked a flight to Mallorca, Spain to spend the weekend laying on the beach and playing in the water. They had thought about canceling the trip but it was nonrefundable. So off they went. Unfortunately the Soldier wouldn't remember much of the trip because of all the happy pills he was on. Now that he thinks back, he vaguely remembers bits and pieces. He wasn't able to get in the water at all for fear of an infection. He wasn't supposed to but had a few drinks which is probably a main reason he only remembers bits and pieces. As you can tell by the picture. He really wishes he remembered more.
When they got home The Misses had to go away for two weeks. He was still recovering and needed to have his wound packed still. He shared an apartment with Airborne and The Mormon. Both of these guys were nurses and could take care of the wound. You can imagine how awkward it was asking them to perform these duties.
One morning before Airborne went to the hospital, the Soldier asked if he would "pack his ass". He was a good friend and said of course. The Soldier was laying on his stomach spreading his butt cheeks. Airborne was kneeling next to the bed with gloves on when The Mormon walked in. He had been away and didn't know the Soldier had a surgery. When he walked in the room he stopped. "What the hell is going on?" he asked. Airborne started to laugh and the Soldier asked if he wanted a piece of this too? They all burst out laughing.
He would eventually have another surgery for the same thing while still in Germany. He was lucky that Dr. Airforce was able to preform the next surgery. They had discussed when the Soldier left Germany he should talk to his civilian doctors to make sure it was ulcerative colitis and not chrons. All in all while on his 14 month deployment he would have three surgeries and put on steroids twice. The year was turning out to be a bad one and when he got home it would only get worse.
Friday, March 23, 2007
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3 comments:
Looks like it was a lot of fun!! Too bad you were all jacked up.
I appreciate it as Jenn's father you blacked out a little bit of that picture of Jenn in the background. :-)
Well at least you didn't pooh yourself cause I probably would have! And it is a damn good thing for "airborne medics" cause their is no way I would have packed that ass up!
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