my health condition.

I heard about it and did not see it, it is a handicap that occurs in elderly people only. However, I am confused every day, sometimes I have thoughts, if I had died during the first surgery, it would be better for me than staying. I give you details of it and many of you can’t feel or feel it because it’s so unusual.
I want to explain to you in detail the suffering, frankly, I am ashamed to express this situation. First of all, as I have already mentioned, I found myself after I woke up from the coma in which I was during the operation in the recovery department. The nurse who was on duty or on duty came and gave me an injection of morphine to calm my pain and came back to his place and I screamed again and came again and gave me a second injection while I was on the bed with all tubes and electrical threads and the computer above my head alerted me with my heartbeat and the nurse returned to his place and did not stop reaching his place until I came back Screaming because the pain was severe and he gave me a third dose of morphine injection and it was enough to calm my pain…And I started to look around me with my eyes, moving my head only. The room was full of patients under intensive care. One of these patients was screaming loudly and for several days, and he was like this, as the nurse told me, and there was a sick woman every time her heartbeat stopped by hearing the computer ringing, which changed, and the nurses were They treated her every time and restored her pulse, but after a short period, after several attempts by the nurses, the computer stopped ringing, making a beep announcing that her heartbeat had stopped. Then they came to me to check on my condition, and they told me that my condition is stable and I will be transferred to my bed, which I was in before the operation, and they began to change and remove some tubes and electrical threads, and I asked one of the nurses to change the diaper that I feel wet is leaking from under me, and they actually changed it for me and prepared me to go I went to my bed and it was about ten in the morning, and then I asked the nurse about the diaper I was wearing, was it necessary for me? She told me it was temporary and I would never wear it again and it was a lie!
The first and second day passed to the fifth day and I changed the diaper with the help of my brother, who was accompanying me during the surgery.I asked the nurse again the question about the diaper, and she said that you will remain in this condition for several months until you recover from the thread that surrounds your exit or your throat, until the thread dries and wears out and breaks off by itself, then you will return to your natural state, I accepted the words and considered it true, and I began the days of convalescence. For more than a month while I was lying on the bed in my house, it was my wife who helped me to change the bandages every three days and to change the diaper and hygiene. This is the case in which a person is ill with a terminal disease, how many people do not have patience. Almost eight months passed from April to December 12 of it, something happened to me, water leaking from my exit with a foul smell until I noticed my backside and started screaming from a lot of pain and pain And the neighbors were aware of a disease because it was cancer, and you know that patients with this tumor are known to neighbors and relatives, and they brought me an ambulance and took me in a hurry from the city where I live to the capital to the hospital for cancer treatments, which is about 400 kilometers away. One of the neighbors accompanied me and her husband, and we arrived at the hospital in the early morning and they put me in the emergency rooms and the doctors and nurses started evading from one to the other, each one evading, they did not pay any attention to me, perhaps because they stayed up the long night with the patients, they could not give me an injection of morphine to calm my pain because they did not have them left Needles During that time, the morning came and the shifts of doctors and nurses changed and they took me to the visitation ward and left me lying on the bed for a long time and no one cared about me, not only me, but there are many patients waiting for their turn and the hospital is full to the end as everyone knows. And once for several hours and I was in pain and waiting for a long time and no one moved. And then I went to the comptoir’s place while I was on the bed, and I started screaming and hitting hard on that line, until they came, I don’t know where they came from, and they started asking what’s wrong with you? What happened to you?, I told them, for God’s sake, I am here from the early morning and lying on the bed, and I suffer what I suffer and you do not care. Is this a hospital or what? At that time, they took me to do a scanner and analysis and gave me some injections and my pain stopped after I suffered.
And to go back to the first about diapers, and I asked them again about it, and they said: It is forever inevitable, because you are amputated, and the siege of the exit is not enough, unless you want us to replace it with a bag that you carry next to your stomach forever, so I preferred to stay in diapers than carry that bag…….Continue