I put my ipad under my pillow.
I too had a crapload of extra attachments.
I had a catheter which was poorly situated, so here I am in the step down until less than 12 hours after surgery (I was brought in at 1 am - it was a 14 hour surgery) and they had me up in a chair at 6 am - with an IV of hydromorph. Now first off. Remember I couldn't talk. There were 4 patients, most of them in bed - and one nurse. I am sitting there and I feel my bladder filling. So I try and attract the nurses attention. Now in the back of my head I KNOW I HAVE A CATHETER IN. I also know that there must be a problem with it if I feel like i have to go (I used to be a nurse so these things immediately float through my foggy brain) So I get her attention and she comes over and instead of giving me a pen she tries to find out what is wrong using hand gestures (hello stupid?) I kept pointing to my bladder and she says maybe you have a bladder infection????!!! UH NO... I know this is not the case. Anyway she gets me on my feet in my drugged out stupor and sure enough don't I drain a full liter of fluid. Then she sits me back down. Now. she goes on break. another girl a little further up the developmental chain comes in, and I again start to feel full and this time I am swelling up like a balloon (bladder full - etc...) so i get her attention. At this point nurse one returns from her lunch and new nurse says there appears to be something going on with my catheter. Nurse one says... oh yeah i called for an x-ray to see if she has a bladder infection or something. The catheter is fine as she just drained a litre. What she neglected to do was put two and two together. it was in fact the catheter, since the only time it drained was when I was STANDING!!!
And this was the woman in charge of making sure I didn't die on her shift. Very scary. I'd also like to point out that aside from the meds they were running 500 mls of fluid through the IV constantly...
so I had to PEE constantly.
By the end of that day less than 24 hours later they had put me in my own semi private room. And stupid nurse comes in and finally changes the catheter saying that she could remove it ???!!!! (hell no I could barely walk!!!! let alone get up hourly to go to the bathroom) but then she said that the night nurse (who was no prize either) would be upset because she'd have to help me to the bathroom frequently (NO SHIT SHERLOCK!!!) Never mind the fact that I was just off the cutting board...
ergh.
The whole scenario still pisses me off.
anyway.
Post op hardware:
1 catheter
1 IV (in my damn foot)
Dressing and staples on my wrist (donor site)
dressing on my thigh (secondary donor site)
Trache
NG tube
and two drains from my neck incision
FUN WOW.
All in all day two I was up and had a shower.
BY MYSELF.

you will be fine. hugs