I am glad to say that it's all done and I am home. I had the surgery yesterday. We had to be at the hospital at 12:45 pm. I spent the morning doing house work, packing for Bear Lake this weekend, and taking a nice long bath. Tony mowed the lawn and did some other yard work. After we both got ready we went to IKEA to pick up a shelving unit for the boys room down stairs.
We didn't stay at IKEA very long so we had extra time before I had to check in. So we walking around a WalMart that was close and then we stopped and got Tony some lunch. I really didn't mind him eating in front of me even though I couldn't eat. I was just glad that he was getting some food before we went. I knew he would have to wait around the hospital for many hours, so no need for him to be hungry.
We checked in and ended up waiting over an hour in the waiting room before they even called me back. They were running about an hour and a half behind. But then they finally called me back and I got on my awesome gown and then waited for the poking of the needles.
My doctor actually came in before the nurse and he talked to me about the procedure and answered all the questions that I had. After talking for a while I told him that when I got my cyst removed it was really cool, with hair and lots of teeth, so maybe he would remove something cool too. He said he didn't think he would find anything exciting today, but said that he thought he heard of my cyst and even had pictures of it (if I was the person he was thinking of). We told him when we had the cyst removed and he even showed us the pictures of the cyst (that my doctor told me he would send me but never did). So he e-mailed us the pictures and the e-mail showed the date it was done and sure enough that is when I had my cyst removed. So we all had a pretty funny chat about that coincidence. My doctor said that he is a guest speaker for high school's honors Health class and he shows them those pictures...he said I gross out high school students four times a year...lucky me.
So when it was time for the IV my doctor left and the nurse got to the poking. This nurse was a digger. The IV hurt so bad. She dug at my hand for a while, but didn't get it so she moved to my wrist and dug some more. She at least got it this time and it ended up hurting me the whole time it was in. Having deep, hard veins is never any fun.
After about another half an hour of waiting, the OR nurse came and talked to me and then the anesthesiologist came in for his spill. Then it was actually the anesthesiologist that wheeled me down to the OR. Then they moved me to the operating table and gave me the mask of oxygen and I went to sleepy land.
I woke up and felt the cramping right away. I didn't feel too sick, which was a huge difference from what I normally feel after an operation. I had to wait in the recovery room for a while since they gave me some pain meds in my IV, but then they moved me to my room. There I had to wait another hour before I was able to go home. There I was given some water, soda, and crackers. I was glad to get them and glad that they went down without any problems. Then they said I could go home, it was like 6:30 pm.
Tony picked us up some dinner and then took me home to rest and eat while he went to pick up the kids. The car ride home is always the worst. I felt so sick and worried I would throw up, but luckily I didn't. It took me about an hour to feel better once I got home and just sat in my chair. It was nice to see the kids again. Tyler gave me a big huge and started crying a little bit telling me how much he missed me. He is such a sweetheart. Megan and Josh feel asleep on the way home.
I slept pretty good last night. Had to take some pain meds at around two in the morning and had to pee a lot (I think from the fluids they gave me yesterday).
Luckily Tony was able to go into work later then normal. I had a hard time from about 4:30 am on, so it was good that Tony was here to help with Megan because both of us were having a hard time. Now Tony's at work and I am here alone with the kids. Megan is fussy and is refusing to go to sleep and I am in some major pain. I am trying to be patient, but the kids are making it hard. The boys aren't listening and Megan just wants to climb all over me and fuss. I'll try now to get her to sleep again...better work this time!