Though I’m home now (YAAAAY), I thought some people may be interested in what daily life was like for me in the hospital.
6:00/6:30ish Wake Up
The nurses would come into my room and wake me up (the few times I was still sleeping) between 6 and 6:30. They would take my blood pressure and temperature and ask me about my pain. Then they would check the swelling in my Hobbit foot and check my stitches/ staples.
7:00 Tea Time
A nurse would come around with hot green tea.
Breakfast was brought in around 7:30 and I had about 45 to eat before the tray was collected. Breakfast was pretty standard Japanese fare. Miso soup, rice, some sort of fish typically, and veggies. Most of the time, I couldn’t stomach it first thing in the morning. I would drink the veggie/fruit juice I got, have some of the rice, and then supplement the meal with something from my snack cache.
When I was receiving antibiotics via IV, the nurse would come in after breakfast and hook me up. Sometime in the morning, my doctor would stop by and check on me. Tomoko-san would also normally stop by sometime in the morning and check on me.
I then had the rest of the morning to stave off boredom with whatever I could.
11:00 Tea Time
Time for another mug of green tea (in the mug I had to bring from home).
Lunch was typically the most edible meal of the day. I could never eat all of the rice (I just didn’t have the appetite to do so, especially since I was sitting around all day).
Visiting hours were from 1-8pm. I had at least one person visit me every day. Most days I had more (I have amazing friends).
2:30 Shower Time
My shower time varied from day to day. I had to ask to be put on the shower schedule in the morning and I often did not know what time my physical therapy would be. Thankfully, I could shower by myself and get myself there by myself in the wheelchair. It was a little bit of much needed independence.
3:30ish Physical Therapy (Rehabilitation, as it’s called here)
I had an amazing and nice physical therapist named Hidaka. She was really easy to chat with and I am a little sad that I’m being transferred to a PT clinic closer to my apartment. However, I’m going to really appreciate it especially when I’m able to walk to and from sessions. (It’s a three minute walk.) At first the sessions were just stretching and massages, then I had to start putting weight on my foot, and trying to walk using the parallel bars.
4:45 Tea time
And yet again.
Then I had time to kill until lights out. The nurses would come through and take my temperature and blood pressure one more time.
9:00 Lights out
The nurses teased me a bit because I actually went to bed when the lights went out instead of staying up with my personal light on. I reminded them that I woke up around 5:30 most days.
I had the room to myself for five of the seven nights I was in the hospital, so I didn’t have to worry about waking anyone up, which was nice. It also meant that I could keep the room at a temperature comfortable for me (except when the nurses sometimes turned it up in the middle of the night). I basically ended up getting a single room for the cost of a double. It was great.
Now I’m home. The first thing I did when I got home was take an unschedule shower, it was wonderful. I’ve got about three weeks of hard work ahead of me and two months until I make a full recovery. Then I just need to work on getting myself in good condition to help me quickly recovery from the surgery in November to take out the plate.