Surgery and Recovery

Well... Since the last posting... Surgery has come and gone.... A couple of notable items...
Nerves really hit the night before surgery. I cannot tell you how many times I almost ordered a pizza and said to heck with it the night before surgery. It was ROUGH... emotionally I felt like a train wreck. That was the most difficult part.
The morning of surgery... I was totally nervous... more nervous than anticipated. I did a decent job holding together... but did ask for something to calm down prior to going under.
The chaplain came in... he is such a fantastic guy... he prayed... and of course I cried! Yeah... the girl who is not a big crier lost it in prayer. I think I was just highly overwhelmed.
Then the fabulous nurse brought in Valium... I remember very little after that. I do remember seeing a childhood friend's mother. That was nice. I also remember going to the bathroom about 10 times... I still cannot remember how I got to the OR. My mom says I was pushed... probably a SMART idea since the Valium was live and well!
The last thing I remember was being in the OR... and just telling them to hurry and knock me out... before going under... I do remember telling everyone in the OR that the lights had to have been painted by Van Goh....
I remember waking up in recovery... seeing people on gurneys and having to go to the bathroom. They thankfully gave me a bed pan... then came the dissertation... the dissertation on why they should let me get up and go to the bathroom because I am a 30 year old woman... and 30 year old women do NOT pee their pants. I cannot tell you how many times I told this story and gave them the information. What a trip... I feel soo bad for the people in the recovery room.
I got to my room and had a few issues... Nausea was insane. I felt horrible every time I stood up. I did vomit a little rust colored stuff a few times. The on-call surgeon was called and gave me this amazing "liquid band-aid" that was a savior. I kept with the pain and nausea meds all day... made an amazing difference.... I also started walking more.
Thursday was much better! I felt much better and was walking much better. Apparently I was sending wild text messages Weds and Thurs.. Sorry for anyone who received one!
I got to come home Friday afternoon.... It has been a roller coaster since coming home... I will post more later!