Following on from part 2…
So after a couple of days in intensive care I was moved to Special Care.
This is a step down from intensive care, and only one step away from being on a normal ward.
I don’t particularly remember much from special care.. Much like intensive care.
I vaguely remember being in a room to my self, as well as on a ward during my time in that unit.
I remember that I had a doctor come into my room/bay everyday asking me what colour the walls were.
This was because I was still on a lot of medication to manage pain and stop me from moving too much as the scars were still very raw. The drugs were slowly wearing off though, and they knew this from me telling them what colour the walls were. The less blue/green (I think) the were and the more normal my vision was becoming, the closer I was to the drugs wearing off completely.
During this time, I also remember a story that I think I’ve told many times before – the time I hallucination I had of my dad being a women! That was so strange! 😂
I had many odd hallucinations during this time. I saw strange things and was pretty disoriented. I didn’t feel any pain and felt quite light and happy but I still wasn’t myself. Apparently I sweared at my dad and told him to do one a few times. Those who know me know that is unlike me.
I also once thought my dad was having an affair with a nurse! I used to growl and give this nurse dirty looks whenever she came to check up on me – obviously there was no affair! 😂😂
I believe I was only here for a few days before being moved to a normal ward… When things started to really move and I was closer to normality!
Katie's Journey 