Things went much better this time around I think.
Last year, my surgery was delayed 3 times, went worse than expected (lasted 4 hours), and I ended up super hot and being admitted. I'm still fighting the hospital over the bill that resulted...we just can't do it.
I also felt like complete crap. I was scheduled off work a week and ended up calling out for a few more days.
This year, my surgery was scheduled for 3 pm. Even later than last year's regular 1:25. I wasn't thrilled. They called me in the morning and said things were going good schedule wise and bumped me up to 1:40. 20 minutes before I left, they called and said "come now!"
|the sexy inflatable hospital gown - more on that in another post.|
Everything went much faster than last year for sure. I was in the OR quite quickly after the entire staff made sure I knew my name and I promised them that my husband doesn't beat me (MD state law makes them ask all female patients about domestic abuse)
This surgery I hear only took 2 and a half hours. There was some regrowth of what was removed last year, but all localized enough to remove and proceed to reconstruct. That gave the doc some trouble, but he got it done!
I woke up super hot again. I swear recovery nurses have never recovered from a thing in their lives. They can be so condescending and unsympathetic. One of them actually asked me "are you always this hyper?" As I fought while still sedated to remove the blanket from myself. Wow.
|that's about what I'm thinking. via|
Well, I remembered last year and realized I had to ask for things very specifically ..so a cup of ice chips and 2 ice packs on my body later...I felt much more tolerable.
Now I'm home living it up with staples in my ear, a sore throat from the breathing tube, and still dizzy, but nowhere near as bad as last year, I think.
Thanks for all the prayers...continue to pray the not so bad feelings stay not so bad.
|here's to hoping I'm at the gym feeling like this in a week ;) via|