Bracyatherapy in hospital for a week

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So last week was my treatment for bracy where I stayed in. To say it put me in a bad place is an understatement.  I went in Monday at around 4.30pm. Had some bloods taken and said goodbye to my boyfriend as I knew I wouldn't be seeing him till Friday due to not being local. Got settled and had some fresh air.

Next day I had to go down to be put to sleep for the rods to be put in, due to issues with my back I didn't want a spinal as being paralysed is not something I can honestly deal with right now. I woke up after and the pain was intense but they gave me some oramorph and I was taken for an mri to see if they were in the right place. After that I was back on the ward and had to lie flat till around 4pm where I had my treatment and the rods removed. Omg it hurt even with gas and air. Not sure why but after I couldn't manage getting to the toilet and the hca, Deborah,  was amazing. Sat with me after she helped me get changed and got me a commode so I wouldn't have to try and rush, I need mobility aids and a scooter to get around,  made me a cuppa and was truly amazing and so was my nurse, Christopher,  who took me outside for a smoke. I know naughty but I needed it.

Wednesday I got a day of rest where I just chilled and talked to my kids and boyfriend, still had pain from the catheter the day before.

Then Thursday starts the 24hours I was in my dearkest place I've been in a long time. I went down early, had the rods put in same as Tuesday and mri scan after. Then I had treatment around 2 and then taken back to the ward to bed bound till Friday. I was in pain and honestly so depressed I wanted the nurses to over dose me just to end.

On Friday it was a bot of a blur as I didn't sleep the night before. I remember having a ct scan on the morning and treatment on the afternoon around lunchtime. I had the rods removed with gas and air and again the pain. Then I was discharged and got to go home. Honestly the Dr said I could have stayed till Sunday but because I suffer with medical ptsd thanks to GPS and consultants I can't stay in hospital.  I just wanted my own bed and the chance to chill out before my kids came back on the Sunday.

I've finally stopped the morphine and have a bit of pain when I pee but I think I have cystitis so it will unfortunately. I'm a wimp with pain so could be that, loved how the technicians and nurses Roflcouraged me to swear while they removed the rods, apparently they never heard you stupid pile of goblin spunk before RoflRofl

Not sure why I'm doing this. Think it was just to get it out and heal a bit emotionally. Thank you for reading