Surgery from my POV

I know it's been a while since I've posted. I had this grand illusions of all the things I would do before and after my surgery, including posting right before and right after my surgery. Ha! I'm an over-achiever in my brain but things never quite work out as well as I'd like them to.

You heard about the work up for my surgery from my husband so I won't give you too many details except for the fact that I took two xanax the morning of my surgery on an empty stomach and so I was feeling gooood! :) I recommend this for everyone who has some anxiety before going under the knife. I cried a little while Josh and I had some alone time before surgery. I told him if anything happened to me, he should be happy, truly happy. I wanted him to live again and not stay married to my ghost. I also wanted him to make sure that my god-daughter was taken care of. I wanted a good chunk of my life insurance to go to her. Other than that though I was chatting up the nurses and at one point told my nurse she deserved a raised because she was great. I had a pretty big group of people waiting to see me before surgery so my husband graciously shared time with them and we had a 5 minute switch off time, where I spent 5 mins with each person. My parents, my sisters, and my best friends. I said I love you a lot. This isn't so out of place with my family but my best friends and I don't say "I love you" very often. I must have said it a hundred times to them during this whole surgery process, because I do. They've stepped up and have become more like sisters to me.

Anyway, my doctors came. My PS asked me if I had any questions. I said one, "we have a bet going, what kind of car do you drive?" He laughed and told me a "Prius." We all lost the bet. For the record we were betting he had a Tesla. I was wheeled into the operating room and got my anesthesia. I woke up, what seemed like 1 minute later. I felt disoriented, hot, and shaky. I wasn't in pain or nauseous but from reading other blogs I knew it was best to stay on top of that. So when they asked what my pain was on the scale I said 12 and that I was nauseous. Little wee white lie. They gave me dilaudid and zofran. So I avoided pain and nausea. The only thing was, as I was recovering and friends and family started leaking in, I felt extremely anxious. I was sweaty, cold and clammy, shaky, and anxious. It took a while but eventually they gave me a xanax and I felt better. I'm not sure if I had a reaction the anesthesia or if I was just disorientated but when I go under for the exchange surgery I'm going to have to make sure I let them know so they can be prepared.

I was pretty surprised at how quickly I rebounded. Within the same night I was getting up on my own to go to the bathroom, was eating solid foods, and had very little pain. I'm very fortunate to have found a doctor who did the over the muscle expander surgery. By the next day I was ready to go home. Now time to recover.