It’s been 12 days since my last blog post, and I am now six days POST-OP!! Yay me! Obviously I survived the surgery. My CPAP was of no concern. I actually used it more than I ever had, and it was a comfort to me. 🙂
So here is how it went:
6:00am Report Time
6:00-7:15 blood drawn, talked to a chaplain and anesthesia
7:30 Operating room, scooted on to the table, LIGHTS OUT
Later. Maybe 12pm? Recovery room. This is fuzzy.
12:30pm In my room with my husband
Everything went great, said my amazing surgeon.
I was on a morphine drip, but still in a good amount of pain. My focus? Getting out of the hospital. I started taking laps around the unit almost immediately. I walked 5 times per day for two days. Thanks GOD for morphine.
On Tuesday morning, I took my swallow test to make sure everything was flowing correctly. I passed, and was able to try jello and broth. YUM! No, seriously. The broth was amazing. 😉
Tuesday evening I was discharged. I kind of wish, now, that I had stayed another day. I was not able to manage my pain at home as well as I had in the hospital. The lortab was making me sick, so I was unable to get a handle on my pain without feeling like I was going to throw up.
By Thursday I was wondering what on earth I was thinking when I decided to do this. Let them mangle my body. I was in SO MUCH pain. But the worst part was that I had to eat. They wanted me to consume 80 oz of water, 7 different types of vitamins and other medications, and 2 protein drinks per day. How was this even possible? For the first two days, I really focused on getting my vitamins and protein in. I had been told over and over how important the protein is. (While it is VERY important, I had taken it out of context)
On Thursday night, my husband drove me to the ER. I was nauseous, could barely stand, and felt like the world was spinning. I was dehydrated. Two bags of saline solution later, I was feeling much better. Now I know, WATER first, then meds, then protein.
So there are my first four days after surgery. Brutal. But maybe I’m just a baby. 😉
By Saturday morning, most of the pain was gone. Most, not all. I took the full dose of Lortab, something I hadn’t done all week. It was important that day, though, bc I was going to the lake to watch my beautiful husband get baptized. This was the most amazing experience. For that moment, there was no pain, no operation, no list of things I had to do…. there was just my husband, committing his life to the Lord.
Even though there wasn’t any pain in that moment, the exhaustion did come later. Walking to and from the beach in 100 degree weather really wiped me out.
So now, it is six days since I had my surgery. I feel blessed to have my husband by my side through this journey. He has taken care of my every need. Even in the middle of the night. He brings me water, gives me shots, makes sure I do what I’m supposed to, and even washed my hair for me. I love this man.
As far as the surgery goes, I don’t regret it anymore. I think that was just the pain and discomfort getting to me. The discomfort is almost completely gone, and I’ve lost a total of six pounds in one week! This is something that I love! I love thinking that, in a matter of time, there will be no pain at all! I will be able to eat again, but in a different way, and I will continue to watch the pounds fall away. I will be able to exercise. I will be able to play with my kids. I will be a new woman.
My one-week appointment is this upcoming Tuesday. I hope they are proud of me! I also hope they clear me for the Phase II diet!! MmmmmMmmm….eggs, beans, and cheese. Three weeks of water, broth, and protein shakes is for the birds.