First Few at COHOS

The first days of my admittance at University of Colorado Hospital or COHOS (sounds more exotic and hotelish to say COHOS, pronounce Co-HAUS) were a bitch.

Sorry for the language – not really.

I found out over the last few days that its okay to swear profusely and often. Its true. I mean a doctor told me this was the case and you know, most of them are always right, right? He said it has been scientifically proven that swearing helps with pain management.

Turns out there is quite a bit of research on The Google talking about it, even made it as a wikipedia topic.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypoalgesic_effect_of_swearing

Have to admit last night I took the Doc’s words at face value and laid out a colorful stream of choice and unimaginative words directed at the hospital, the doctors, nurses, techs, the meds, room, the wall, the floors, the ceiling, the bed, the dark, the treatment, my situation, God, Jesus …etc, etc, etc.

My practice of this newly discovered pain management technique was in direct response to a few rare side effects of the first chemo treatment (cytoxan).

One was a general lack of peeing, despite the fact they loaded me with fluids. I looked like the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man and, as my Mom would say “adding insult to injury” gained 14 L-Bs in 36 hours.

Likely related, I had epic back pain. At one point I thought in the middle of the night that I might lose what little brain I have left. Made we wonder if they should have a “Screaming Room” at hospitals. This might prove therapeutic.

That same doctor told me that it has been equally proven that laughter can also help cure sickness. I think we have all probably heard this in one form or another before. I think the person credited with making this concept popular was UN Peace prize winner and honorary doctorate holder, Norman Cousins.

Dr Norman Cousins: Anatomy Of An Illness

Here I am at a convergence of ideas or experiencing a little “synergy.” We are talking swearing, laughter and my desperate desire to sleep last night rolled into one.

I am thinking about my favorite, all time coherent and imaginative set of swear words…Samuel L. Jackson spouting a bed time story.

Parents can likely relate to the above.

Its funny.

Likely incredibly healing.

I am just not sure I am going to tell the boys about it, yet.

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