I'm a little foggy but wanted to try to give an update. Hopefully it makes sense! So Wednesday was the surgery. They did it "outpatient" which gives me 23 hours to get out of the hospital. Nothing like feeling the ticking of a clock!
I remember going into the operating room and looking around a bit but I was already given something to make me drowsy so I didn't get much time. They put the oxygen mask on my nose and then next thing I knew, I was in recover. I know I went in at 12:08 and when I could make out the clock in the recovery room it was 3:00. That is a long surgery! I woke up and didn't hurt but it wasn't long before I was nauseated....really nauseated. They started giving me something for that. As I was dry heaving, I really started feeling the pull in my abdomen. A little Dulotin helped with that but it I only lasts 30 minutes or so. I was brought up to my room throwing up the whole way but was relieved to see Mom and Dad there waiting for me.
They helped move quickly to cool off the room (it was hot as hell) and cool me down. After some drama of trying to figure out if the catheter was working properly, we settled in with some Morphine and I was feeling a little better. What I learned is pain makes me swear like a sailor. I'm pretty sure I tried to maintain a level of respect but there is no reason to be in $(#$*) pain and I let them know. Luckily at 7:00, there was a change in nursing staff and my night staff was very helpful. They explained what was going on and helped me get some food in me so I could switch off the Morphine and over to Percocet. They helped me deal with the catheter (I don't know that I've ever had one) and got me a belt for my stomach to help hold it together. They even got me out of bed to try walking because that helps pain too. Things settled down over night and I loved the nurses, Danalle and Tina. Tina and I shared out need for a straightened bed and she took good care of that. Danalle helped me with meds and crackers and helping me get on top of my care. By 7:00 am, I had a new daytime nurse and Becky that was the aid the night before. Becky was the sweetest woman ever. She came in and wanted to know what they figured out to help me. She really showed concern and caring for me. The other Nurse was excellent too but was quite busy. I spent a good part of the morning Thursday trying to get set up to go home. I had to make sure I could get out of bed and walk. I had to use the toilet and hopefully fart (which I didn't). I had some breakfast and lunch which both stayed down okay so I took a nap and left about 2:30 in the afternoon.
After coming home, it all seems a blur. They gave me Oxycodone to manage the pain but it makes me dizzy and sick so we tried Lortab but that wasn't doing much to help the pain. So I am back on a 1/2 dose of Oxycodone and seem to be managing better with that. I sleep spontaneously. I can't seem to keep my mind on a TV show. In fact, I'm pretty sure I could just keep watching the same ones over and over. I've been really hurting since yesterday. I'm having a tough time getting off the couch or out of bed. In fact, Philip has been picking me up off the couch each time. I woke up wise yesterday morning and logged into Amazon and express shipped some couch risers to use. They came this afternoon and it has been night and day difference. I can get off the couch now with minimal problems.
This afternoon, my friend Lesley brought be a big pan of Olive Garden soup and fresh bread. She brought me magazines and a very pretty flowering plant. Mom, Marsha, and Dad have been helping me through yesterday but Philip took over today. Philip has been great about keeping track of my medication times, cleaning up messes I make, feeding me, doing dishes, running errands, and keeping track of everything. He really has stepped up to help.
I have a bunch of beautiful flowers people have given me. I am surrounded by love and support. I think I can expect to hurt for a few more days. I'm working on managing that the best I can. I hope it will keep getting better each day.
One of these days, I will spring off this lovely white girdle and be able to stand upright without hurting. But for now, I'm making it through day by day.
I'm doing good. The surgery went well from what I understand. Mom talked to the doctor after. He said I had fibroids both internally and on the outside. I also still had the ovarian cyst and my uterus was huge. Not sure what that means. I should have pathology reports next week. I'm glad I had the surgery and feel very positive it was the right thing to do.
Thanks everyone for your love and support.
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