Surgery...9/22/2008

I am sure you have all been waiting on the edge of your seat to hear how the surgery went. Honestly, just skip over this post because it really just is for journaling purposes (one of these days I am going to print this blog) .
The day before surgery is always tough, knowing what the diarrhea in a bottle holds in store makes it hard to eat anything. Saturday, I had one slice of pizza for lunch, then a bowl of cereal for dinner. The day of the surgery prep I had one slice of toast. Drinking the 10.5 ounces of the magnesium citrate is as bad as I remember, and although not eating much for two days before helps, it is still a nightmare!
Monday morning comes and as I am getting the kids kids ready for school Bailia says- Mom do you think you will finally feel better after this surgery? I sure hope so I tell her. She said so do I, but the other two surgeries didn't do anything, so I was just wondering. Being weak and nervous makes me extra emotional and I started to cry silently.
Just before getting to the kids school to drop them off Jaden breaks down crying. What is the matter, I ask. He said, I just get so scared when you have surgery. Trying to hold myself together (thank goodness for sunglasses) I tell him it will be ok-just make sure you bring me a treat when you come to visit after school! Which for some reason calmed him down.
Then I run to pick up A then we take Koda to school-as I am talking to Grandma Smith about not knowing who would pick him up -she starts crying and throws her arms around me. She said you are so lucky to have these three beautiful children! What if you would have waited to have kids? Would you only have the one or two? OR would you have been able to have any at all? That thought has gone through my mind many times-but having someone say it with so much love for all three of my children made me even more grateful for my babies!
The hospital was cold-why is it always so cold?? They took my blood, hooked me to an IV and we waited for what seemed like forever-although it was a two hour shorter wait than when I had my hysterectomy! I don't know why I had been so nervous this time? Knowing how my last surgery went, it being too soon after my last, or the fear of STILL not feeling good after? I don't know, maybe a combination of them all.
Soon it was time, and I was taken up to the OR. The anesthesiologist was AMAZING ( I get really sick and he gave me EXTRA anti-nausea medicine an dit helped SO much) Everything that I had feared from my last surgery didn't happen! I had been given a little shot of something right before going into the OR to help me relax-NICE! Then when they moved me on to the COLD operating table it was like being in the middle of a beehive-there were nurses EVERYWHERE-(just what one wants when they are about to be spread eagle, with their belly filled full of gas, and being sliced open-GREAT!) But honestly at that point I was so relaxed-I didn't care! Then they placed the mask over my face (which I HATED last time because of the bus exhaust gas they had given me before being knocked out last time)-they had to tell me to breath -it is just oxygen I remember them saying-I didn't even know I had been holding my breath!
Waking up was SO different than my hysterectomy-my insides didn't spasm-so far so good! The plan had been to stay overnight for observation because of my last recovery being so bad-but I did so well they sent me HOME! But before doing so I made a FOOL of myself saying whatever drunken thing came to mind! I remember bits and pieces, and that is enough for me! The recovery nurses kept saying come over and listen to her she is so nice and funny! At least I am good for a laugh when I come out of surgery :-)
I had three incisions in my belly-one to the left of my belly button about an inch long, one in my bellybutton, and one to the right of my belly button that is about two inches. They removed my right ovary which had my bowels and intestines scarred to it. They also removed a lot of scar tissue on my intestines and my left ovary, but they were able to save the left ovary.
The recovery from this surgery was HORRIBLE! I hate being waited on-I do the waiting-but this surgery I HAD to be waited on! It was actually really nice, but at the same time made me feel like I should be doing it. I am just now (two weeks tomorrow) starting to feel better! Thank you to everybody that helped me during this time (you know who you are) without you I don't know what I would have done!