At this very moment, I may well be on the road. I might be driving my mum to her second doctor’s appointment since surgery (sounds like she and the doctor will become quite chummy). I am hoping at this time, he will have told her that all is progressing well; the same thing he told her last week. It is also my hope that he will not need to see her tomorrow, but that she is doing well enough to wait until Thursday. If that is the case, I may be on the road to home again. If all is not so well, well, I will remain a little longer with my mum.
I promised to tell you about the hypnosis portion of her surgery. As it turns out, I was permitted to do it during her time in recovery after the surgery, as she was coming out of the anesthesia. Not my preferred choice, but I am willing to take what I can get. As I write this I am doing my best to write about it as a positive experience with the medical world. It is my choice to see it that way.
My mum is a diabetic so we were hoping she would have surgery at an early morning hour since fasting was involved. We remained positive even though we could only get it scheduled for 1:30 p.m. At 1:15 p.m. I was allowed to go with her into the waiting area. She was doing fine until we were told the doctor was running late and they could not verify when he would arrive. Deep, deep, breathe. Sigh. Mum began to worry about her blood sugar count, but no one seemed particularly concerned. In trying to distract her, we created a visualization that I would use later. I asked her to describe the most relaxing holiday she could imagine (Tahiti, very warm, gentle waves, sunlight). Nice. But then we began to worry that my other relatives were probably worrying about her back in the other waiting room so I agreed to switch places with one of them. Finally my brother returned to the waiting room at 3 p.m. The doctor had arrived.
At 4 p.m., a nurse came to get me. There was mum, eye heavily bandaged, semi-conscious but drinking potent apple juice. I asked if she wanted me to proceed in our healing hypnosis and she answered affirmatively. I began by taking her to the warm, sunlit beach in Tahiti.
Then a nurse (bless her heart) interrupted me to give me instructions for Mum for later in the day. These instructions were repeated six times before I left the premise - two Tylenol when we arrived home, two Tylenol before bed.
When the nurse was done with her interruption, my mum muttered “Tahiti, I am still in Tahiti.” I smiled at this and continued on. As the nurse smirked in my direction and laughed with her cronies, I found myself having to really concentrate hard to remain focused on my task. I continued with Tahiti but brought in elements of using the beeping of the heart monitor as a relaxation device (which my mother very much enjoyed).
I gave her suggestions for healing well, a way that would heal the incision in her eye and help her awaken feeling wonderful, rejuvenated, and optimistic (to counter balance any potential ill-affect of the anesthesia). When she opened her eye again, the one without the bandage, she seemed more alert and a healthy color had returned to her face. She also felt quite warm, like she had been in the sun.
The nurse again returned to reiterate the instructions and to take my mother’s vitals (hurry up, sit up, get out of bed, get dressed, and leave). My mum asked the nurse a few questions and it came out that the drugs they used on her are classified as hypnotics, anti-memory drugs. I mentioned to the nurse that that would have been the perfect time to employ hypnotic suggestions, and she replied that the anesthesiologist talked to Mum during that time, telling her the surgery would go well and such.
So what did I learned from this experience? Talk to the anesthesiologist. That is the important person for doing suggestion work during the surgery. I did sort of know this, but I felt the need to have her eye doctor onboard. He more or less blew me off in the end.
But all in all, it went well. There is a little more to the story but I will hold off until tomorrow. This is long enough already.