After undergoing surgery, it is necessary to familiarize oneself with the procedures and understand what has occurred.
Following the surgery, extensive monitoring with medical equipment is required to track the progress and determine any developments.
Despite being initially inexperienced in this subject, one must quickly acquire knowledge to become well-versed.
After the operation, if the patient reaches the recovery stage, they are often placed in a room alongside other individuals who may have various complications. It so happened that a woman from a far eastern country in the adjacent bed was incessantly screaming throughout the night. In an attempt to alleviate the disturbance, I sternly requested her to cease, threatening to inform her husband, which would surely yield consequences. Soon after, a response came from across the room, "Just shut up already!" Admittedly, I was in no condition to engage in a fight that night. Then, the inevitable urge to use the toilet befell me. As I attempted to rise from the bed, I discovered that I was restrained by the wires connected to my body. Panic ensued, resulting in the activation of alarms, lights, and even sirens. A commanding voice demanded an explanation for my actions, and subsequently, several individuals tackled me back into bed. Given my need to use the restroom, one would assume they would have provided a solution. However, they neglected to bring a bottle. As a result, a second mistake was made, leading to the insertion of a catheter, causing significant discomfort and subsequent bleeding for a week.
Recovering from this surgery demanded a two-week stay in intensive care, followed by months of rehabilitation. Initially, the primary obstacle was simply being discharged from the hospital. Strangely, a friend, who had promised to take care of me upon returning home, was nowhere to be seen for months.
I was compelled to resume my normal activities immediately after leaving the hospital. Within a day, I was back to driving, and two days later, I found myself dancing Rock and Roll.
Even to this day, I continue to experience headaches in various forms, which I attribute to the two holes drilled into my head during the surgery. My belief is that the lingering pain is a consequence of light passing through those openings.
Several years later, I suffered a third brain hemorrhage through those same holes, yet I remain resilient. The medical professionals recommended a blood transfusion, but I adamantly refused. I suspect these additional procedures are offered merely to increase their financial gain at the expense of the patient.
Just as with a nosebleed, which does not typically warrant a blood transfusion, I question the necessity of such an intervention.
