the recovery story

I feel like I have been out of commission and disconnected from the world for the past 6 days and I guess in some ways I have. I had my surgery on Tuesday. It actually wasn't as scary as I thought it would be, maybe because by the time they got me back there I was so drugged that I barely knew what was going on. I was scheduled to be at the hospital at 7:15 a.m. so I got up really early to have one last good shower and wash my hair and shave and all that fun stuff. I was so tired when we got to the hospital that I was ready to be called back so I could lie down. We didn't have to wait for long before I was called back and they gave me a hospital gown (lovely) and 2 pills and a shot. I asked what they were giving me, apparently something to help me not become nauseated. A few minutes later I was wheeled away into some holding area, that's where things become foggy because from that point on the rest of the week is in bits and pieces. I apparently fell asleep in the holding area and barely remember getting an IV (good for me, apparently they even blew a vain in my left hand and I didn't even care, STRANGE since I am afraid of needles) the next thing I remember is being wheeled into the OR and I looked around as I was moving to the operating table and thought- it doesn't look like this on Grey's Anatomy and then next thing I knew I was waking up in recovery. The first things I asked for were Jeremy and some water. The nurse said it would be a few more minutes before I would be taken to a room, I was in some holding area, and that I couldn't have any water but I could have ice chips. I thought that was odd but I accepted the ice chips because my mouth was dry and my throat hurt so bad, probably from the breathing tube I apparently had during the surgery. A few minutes later I was taken to a room and Jeremy and Becky came in. Nurse #1 came in and asked if I would like a drink and I asked for water again and she tried to get me to get a soda or something, she did not know me AT ALL I kept insisting on water and she finally said ok and I will bring you some apple juice too, whatever. Nurse #1 returns with water AND apple juice and disappears and Nurse #2 comes in a few minutes later, asks how I am feeling, etc. I am drinking my water and a few sips of the apple juice because apparently they thought I needed the sugar or calories or something. About 15 minutes later Nurse #2 returns to remove my IV. She asked if I was feeling nauseated and I said no, not particularly but maybe a little. So she proceeds to take out the IV and about 30 seconds later I said I think I am going to be sick, Nurse #2 walks out of the room and then it gets bad. I got REALLY sick. I think it is from seeing the IV come out or something I don't know. She walked in a minute later to me puking and went to get me a shot of fenegrine (spelling?). The shot helped. I felt so bad that I got sick because I never and I mean NEVER throw up. I have only thrown up maybe 3 times that I can remember. Luckily Jeremy and Becky weren't too disgusted by it. Good thing, when we have kids they can deal with that! So, anyways, that delayed the going home process by about an hour but I don't remember anything at the hospital after the shot.
Really, I have very few memories of the rest of the day except that I was breathing REALLY WELL. I finally woke up for a little while at about 6 when Lindsey came over and she stayed with me while Jeremy went to get me a milkshake from Chick fil a for dinner. I drank the milkshake and I was out again until Wednesday morning, except for the few times I got up in the middle of the night.
I was doped up on pain meds most of Wednesday and Thursday so those days are a blur. My mom came to stay on Wednesday so Jeremy could go to work. My sweet friend Hope brought us some soup for lunch and my mom cooked us dinner before heading home. Thursday I went to Jr and Becky's for a change of scenery and stayed with Becky all day. Friday was the first day I felt half normal. Lindsey stayed with me Friday and we went to a couple of stores just so I could get up and walk around and then spent the afternoon at home watching movies in the stormy weather. I am so blessed to have such wonderful people in my life and I am so thankful for all the prayers, food, calls, texts, etc. I go back to the doctor tomorrow and hopefully I will be released to go back to work and resume life as I know it. I am also ready to get a full night of undrugged sleep. Since I stopped taking the pain meds at night I have woken up every 3 hours like clockwork so I get up and do the saline rinse the dr told me to do and sometimes I go back to sleep sometimes I am up for a while. Last night I was up for a while. I got maybe 5 hours of sleep last night. I am ready for a nap!