This is the not so welcome sign on my hospital door the week of Thanksgiving…
No sooner did I finish the previous blog post about being in the hospital during holidays did I start to feel a little “off”. I landed in the hospital after collapsing with sudden dehydration and the need for several bags of IV fluid and total isolation for being contagious. Wouldn’t you know I’d write about being in the hospital on holidays and end up there until Thanksgiving Day. I got sick on Monday and my blood pressure dropped so suddenly that I couldn’t sit upright without falling to the floor. My doctor called ahead to arrange for me to be admitted because I’ve had this kind of depletion before. It definitely sets you back emotionally but I felt safe and cared for being *NPO and on anti-nausea meds while I rested. My first “full liquid” meal was on Thursday. I was discharged at 4:30pm just in time to be hungry enough for dinner and before the deli closed on the way home. We were able to stop for some take home turkey and mashed potatoes.
*(NPO) is a medical instruction meaning to withhold oral food and fluids from a patient for various reasons. It is a Latin phrase which translates as “nothing through the mouth”.
It got me wondering…what food do you crave when you are NPO?