I am happy to report that I am home and on the mend. Surgery went well, no weird things from that. Pretty straight forward procedure for my doc. The best part of the day really was just before I went in. Dr. Long reminded us he was a Christian doctor and preferred to pray with and on behalf of his patients before they went into surgery. And so he did. And every part of me relaxed. I was no longer anxious or questioning or reevaluating. I was ready and felt protected by God.
They wheeled me in and of course the next thing I remember was trying to wake up in my room. I was pretty out of it most of the day. But I was able to get my fluids in (4 oz over an hour), and walk. The worst part was trying to get my bladder to wake back up. Seriously. I think it thought I was still sleeping from the anesthesia. I could not go. At 7:15pm they threatened to cath me. That wasn’t going to happen so I got up, walked more, drank more and finally — peed. Thank goodness. And then I couldn’t stop. Every 30 minutes I had to go. And let me tell you the pain it is when you’re all wired up to an IV, and leg massagers how difficult a task that is. Things have settled down for me since then.
Dr. Long came in yesterday and told me I had surpassed my goals and could go home. I was so happy to head that way. The nurses were great, don’t get me wrong, I just didn’t want another minute at the hospital!
Discharge finally came around 5:30p and home we went. I never did get my CPAP before surgery, so they’ve given me oxygen for night while I sleep. And that is a compromise I really can do. A canula vs. a mask. I’ll take it.
This morning I woke, had some liquids, took a shower (heaven) and just now went on a 20 minute walk with Frank. That felt good. Being in the sunshine! For sure.
Today’s focus — fluids. I’ll update more later.
Shrinking Shay 