|ceiling tile view from my gurney|
The prep started last night with another run to the store for a watermelon, which I ate from 8:30 - 9pm, the cut off for my last chance to eat or drink before surgery. We woke up at 4:45am so I could take a shower with antibacterial soap. Then we walked and fed Parker and headed off to the hospital at 5:15am for our 5:30 check in. The watermelon worked because they got the IV started on the first try even though they had to take a few vials of blood first.
About 5 years ago I developed a pretty severe latex allergy. Because of this, it required extra paper work extra bracelets and giant signs all over the OR. I am so happy that they have all these precautions because it is not fun to deal with the reactions that latex causes. Around 7am I kissed Ryan goodbye and they escorted him out to the lobby and got me in my gurney.
|surgery is so dramatic|
I also have issues with anesthesia. About 4 surgeries ago, the anesthesiologist suggested putting the dot behind my ear that is usually used for motion sickness. Well it did the trick again this time, no nausea. I also ask that my meds be given in the IV instead of sending me home to take oral pills and they always accommodate this request. That way I don't have to go home and force myself to eat when I am not feeling my best. This time I got my first dose of antibiotics and my pain meds in the IV. The only small issue i have is there is some pain at each of the sites. My surgeon really wanted to put me on vicodin, but I absolutely hate pain meds and I really don't want them in my body any more. I also don't want to do pain meds right before a transfer. So I opted to skip the meds and only take Tylenol. Right before the surgery started, they told me I would be in recovery for about 1 1/2 hours. I was shocked, I thought I was only in recovery for 30 min. Ryan said that is how long I am in there once I am awake. I turned to him and asked "I wonder what I am doing for the hour that I am out"? Fast forward to this morning and the recovery nurse said that she checked me in and then walked away to do something and when she came back I was completely naked on the bed. She said she had never seen anyone do that before. I took off the gown and all the blankets! I don't have any recollection of doing this and sadly now I know what I do when I am knocked out and so does everyone else in the recovery room.
Shortly after coming home, my brother came by and delivered some beautiful flowers. Not only are they pretty but the smell amazing and now the whole house smells great. I have the greatest brother!
|flowers from my brother|
I have an appointment on Thursday to remove the stitches. My only restrictions is I can't take a shower until they are removed but I can survive two days. Going to try yoga tomorrow and hopefully I can do some poses that don't let the fabric touch my bandages.
Thanks for Reading,