Operation Day

I'm going to do this in 3 parts. I like to be descriptive and write down everything I can remember, so I'm going to start here.

We got to the hospital about 11:30, and went up to the 3rd floor to check me in. I forgot to take my tongue ring out so Rick and I struggled to get it out (I think it was too tight). I started to cry when we couldnt get it out because I was so afraid they'd cancel the surgery. I decided to try one last time when I got back to my pre-op room.

They called my name about 12:30, and I went back into pre-op. I got changed and they took vitals, blood, etc. Thankfully, with the help of some rubber gloves, Rick was able to get my tongue ring out. We sat back there and a few people came in and out and introduced themselves. The anaesthesiologist, the resident doctor, the anesthetist, and finally Dr Hamad came in. She said they were prepping the area and I should be headed back there in about 20 minutes. I was really shocked how fast it went, I thought it would be almost 3 before I got in.

I started to freak a little and cried and told Rick I didnt think I wanted to do this anymore. He hugged me and re-assured me I was going to be great. Then the anesthetist came back and he gave me something to take the edge off. That was a beautiful thing. I told Rick I loved him and they wheeled me back into the operating room. I have to say if it wasnt for those drugs I would probably have ran away.

They got me onto the table and started prepping me. The nurse in there was so sweet. She asked me about my kids, and how I was doing, and I told her (mind you I was very loopy by now), that I was going to be on Dr Hamads wall of fame, and I could hear her laugh from across the room. One of the other nurses told me how beautiful I was and how amazing I was going to do, then I was given the mask and off I went.

I may or may not have woken up before going to the post-op area. I think that I heard Dr Hamad say it was done and everything was great. Recovery was awful for me. I couldnt snap out of it (although the nurses insisted I did just fine). I remember trying so many times to open my eyes, and I would briefly, but since I didnt have my glasses I couldnt see. Eventually I came around and I was able to hold my head up enough and muster out "I want to see my husband now".

I was wheeled up to my room, 4173, where I saw Rick waiting for me. I was so happy to see him. They got all of my medications and pain meds hooked up, took my vitals, and I was able to sit up for awhile and talk to Rick. He gave me a stuffed frog named Luvvies, and he started making calls to let everyone I was doing ok.

My mouth was horribly dry, and since I wasnt allowed anything my tongue was actually getting stuck to my lips when I would try to lick them. Eventually they brought me in a mouth swab but told me I wasnt allowed the water, which was fine, I wasnt in the mood for anything.

I made Rick leave about 7:30, and then I got up for a brief period and walked around. I felt really good, too bad that was the best I was going to feel for awhile...