Post Surgery

My first thought when I woke up after surgery was something along the lines of, "If this is what it feels like to lose an ovary, giving a kidney is going to kill me!" And I had my first serious thought about backing out. Then the anesthesia wore off and the nausea passed and I'm fine with it. Now it's more like my aunt said, "You're like a bowling pin. They get you up and healthy just to knock you back down!"

I was the last outpatient of the day so I spent two hours in the recovery room instead of one. It made a huge difference in how clear my head was. They also made my urine blue because the cyst was so close to my ureter and watched it for twenty minutes to make it okay since they know what's on the line. I bet they were sweating bullets through that one! I also threw up twice before we left the hospital, even after giving me something to help. I don't know how many times I told them I was nauseous. Then when wheeling me out, the nurse made a beeline for the door to get me in the fresh air.

I spent two nights with my Mom so she could keep an eye on me. Tonight I get to be back in my own bed. I'm more mobile than I thought and I don't have to rely on the pain pills they gave me. The pain level is manageable. It's just sore. I'm having more issues with my right shoulder hurting (left shoulder, not so bad) from the CO2 they pumped into my abdomen. You'd think they'd have a way of getting as much of it out instead of just leaving it to rise up and make you think they tore your arms out of their sockets.

Yesterday Mom helped get the residue of my chest and tummy...the sticky stuff from those horrid 3M EKG stickers and the yellow stuff (iodine, maybe?) they used to sterilize. Just gross. And then I took a shower and it felt so good! There's nothing like a shower when you feel majorly icky. I also discovered they had opened up my entire belly button instead of reopening the one from the last surgery as I had initially thought. So when it heals, does it mean my belly button won't be as deep as it normally was? I'm kinda tripping over that...I also have two vertical incisions on the left side of my belly, so I have a nice collection of random scars on my belly.

My aunt stopped by today and we had a nice, long visit, especially since I didn't get to sit with her on Wednesday like everyone else did cause I was the patient. I'll never get tired of her. I've spent a lot of time sleeping and my sleep schedule has gone to pot. That'll be the hardest thing to recover from. Well, aside from not being able to lift anything heavier than 10 lbs for an entire month (I hate feeling helpless!). Ok. Time to go lay back down now.