Sorry about the poor quality of the images. Flash photos on my bed were the best I could do. This will be my only hospital talk entry. The staff was wonderful and I couldn’t have felt better about my care. Thanks to all those caring, gentle souls.
Surgery took place about 8:30 am on Monday morning. I was walking to the bathroom myself (with a walker) at 6 pm that night. How incredible is that? A total right hip replacement and not even one whole day in bed. I love technology.
The sink in room 522
Tuesday: Squiggle Drawing No. 1 ….. pencil …..
This is a drawing of the sink opposite my bed. One of the many ice bags is resting in the sink with its tie hanging over the edge. The RN on duty, Angela, was fascinated with the drawing and brought a couple of co-workers in to see it. The consensus was that the squiggle drawing made something ugly look beautiful. I agree. (The pipes were very crooked under the sink)
Eye glasses case resting on my sheet
Wednesday: Squiggle Drawing No. 2 … pencil …
In spite of the fact that I wasn’t doped up on pain killers, my attention span was remarkably short. I really have no idea how I did the sink drawing on Tuesday. I alternated drawing with reading two magazines Dine brought me, Aperture and Art on Paper. I also had two Christie’s catalogs from the 80’s that Linda gave me. It was a perfect combination of avant garde and tradition along with my own attempts at drawing.
Paper Towel Rack above the sink in room 522
Wednesday: Squiggle Drawing No.3 …. pencil ….
I thought about trying a watercolor, but my brain wouldn’t click in enough to organize the small table that held all my glasses, magazines, sketchbook, pencils, water pitcher, drinking glass, breathing device, extra ice bag, goody bag of toiletries and small box of tissues. The idea of filling my fountain pen was totally out of the question. The 2B mechanical pencil was just fine. Clearly, the sink area offered the most inspiring shapes. Though I was next to the window, all I could see was tree tops. My sister-in-law brought me lovely flowers, but they were silhouetted against the bright light of the window. I’ve always liked bathroom stuff anyway. ( A bit of parallax factor going on in the photo. The cup dispenser is straight in the drawing, but I couldn’t get far enough back from it on the bed to avoid the parallax)
Hopsital Goody Bag
In the wee hours of the morning on Thursday: Squiggle Drawing No. 4 … pencil …
Inside the hospital goody bag is a toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, body lotion, body powder and a very thin black plastic comb. I appreciated the little bag and the handles that made it easy to grab. Ahhhhh, the simple things in life.
So that’s it. At 2 pm on Thursday Tom drove me home. I am moving on to the next stage of my life and thrilled about it. My fascination with bones has been reignited as well as a desire to create a series of ” little dancing heart valves” drawings after watching my echo cardiogram. We will see what comes of it all. I wonder how I can pull it all together with the little studies I am doing of my environment. I’m pretty much stuck at home for the next few weeks. I plan to make the most of it.