Well, thanks to the kind nurse who decided I needed Ativan injected into my IV, I am feeling better. You see, prior to choosing my seat, I was informed of the deadly side effects of each of the medicines I am taking. So, since I am mentally 7, it was just all too much for me to hear.
Anyhow, I am sedated the way a whale is when too close to the shore, and very tired at the moment, so excuse the lack of clarity for my blog. It’s just that during this entire journey, I’ve NEVER wanted to know things like side effects.
What I can say about my first day experience is that the nurses are kind and gentle. A few came to calm me down and distract me with silly questions – so I wouldn’t upset the others. It seemed to help.
The room is quite large with chairs around the room; all recliners. At least there are windows to see the sun and listening to my music has helped.
While I did not get to read through magazines, nor did I get to watch any gory shows, I did get to reply to some work emails and nap.