Well. It's over. Surgery was yesterday and I'm home today. I'm very sore, but I'm o.k. I have six incisions about the width of a quarter with bruises around them the size of my fist. Using my boobs as the eyes, they are in the shape of a smiley face. I hope that wasn't tmi. I'm still on pain meds and a little loopy. It's difficult to type, because I keep missing the keys.
The experience wasn't too bad, except that I had the roommate from hell. She had the same surgery that I did. She bawled the whole night and kept throwing up. She didn't follow the program and wasn't out of bed and walking, or doing the breathing thingy. She tried to tell the nurse that the pain med they were giving her made her paralyzed. She needed morphine, so she said. She threw such a fit that they did a CAT scan on her. The dr. kept telling her that she shouldn't be in so much pain, that she should be crying. That just made it worse. Well, as we all predicted, the CAT scan came out clean. She settled down a little after that and her husband scolding her. I had to keep going to fetch the nurse all night--apparently she didn't know how to work the call button. Needless to say, I'm glad to be home.
They gave me a really stupid looking teddy bear. He is fashioned so that he works perfectly to hold against the belly when I have to cough. He has now become my best friend.
I got on the scale when I got home and weighed 252.6. That was a little depressing, since I haven't had a whole lot to eat since Sunday evening. I've had 1/4 cup of jello, apple juice, cream of chicken soup, pudding and some protein enriched chicken broth. I'm sure there will be results quickly. The best news is that I haven't had to take any insulin since Sunday night. I have to be diligent about doing my blood sugars to make sure that I don't need it anymore.
Well. Liquid Hydrocodone seems to hit quickly. I had better go lie down again. Pictures will come soon, I promise!
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