Well Tuesday January 24th 2012 came and went. I started my morning out with very little sleep (to no surprise) but I was able to put on my big girl pants and my brave face and head right into the hospital. Surgery was scheduled for 10 am and we didn't get started until after 11am which was fine by me because it gave me more time to snuggle with my little girl. Let me start by saying that my pre-op nurse, Meagan was absolutely fantastic. Not only did she manage to get an 18 gauge in my hand with one attempt which is quite an accomplishment for anyone to do, but she even offered lidocaine before she started it! Score!! After snuggling with my little Addie and visiting with my family they took me back to the OR. I got back to the OR and who do I see waiting for me? None other than the lovely middle aged man who was so generously giving me the good drugs (The anesthesiologist). I was really impressed with everyone's sensitivity and kindness. At no time throughout the whole process did anyone ever make me feel like I should be ashamed or embarrassed. Everyone treated me with such dignity and respect and I can't begin to explain how much that means to a fat girl! When I was drifting in and out of sleep in my room later that day I found out that everything went beautifully and there were no complications. My husband was slightly annoyed that it took three hours to get a room after surgery, but what did I care? I was snowed!
I slept most of the day Tuesday and most of the night. Wednesday I was to get up and start walking but I was sooo very tired! Come to realize that my morphine PCA had a basal rate of 2/hr plus patient demand! Holy crap! Well no wonder I was so tired, jeez! So eventually they were ready for me in radiology for my swallow study. See, after gastric bypass you can not eat or drink ANYTHING until you pass a barium swallow study. Let me tell you how yummy that stuff was. I almost vomited a little with each tiny sip i managed to choke down.
I'll tell ya, I felt like a brand new woman after they took the PCA off and put me on oral pain medication, and took my foley catheter out. My husband said it was like a light switch. Overall I had a wonderful experience. I had my husband stay at the hospital with me two of the three nights because I was less than impressed with some of the night shift. But that is no big deal you can't expect every single little thing to be perfect. BIG PICTURE here people! My surgery is over. Now the hard part...real life.
No comments:
Post a Comment