I am sorry I haven't posted until now. I have just been pooped out per se and had no motivation to post. I barely kept up with emails. Anyway, I was at St Joe's hospital at 5:20 and was whisked into the Surgical Admin Unit right at 5:30. I had nurse Connie and it pretty much was non stop in my little pre-surgery room. It took about 45 minutes for me to pee in a cup, they drew blood, verifed who I was and what I was in for over and over again (which I didn't mind), met the anesthetist team, had the IV for going to sleep, met the nurses that were with me in surgery (Nurse Johnny and another Nurse Connie), signed the paperwork, visited with mom, dad and Ellie, saw dr Barbara Schmidt so she could answer any last questions and ba da bing ba da boom it was 7:30 on the dot and I was wheeled into another room. I don't know if that room was where they did the surgery because all I remember is getting into the room, getting onto another gurney and that was it. The next thing I remember is getting wheeled out of the recovery room up into my room. My parents said I was out of surgery by 10am and that Dr Schmidt (this is why I love her) came out and talked with them and drew them a picture of what she did - since my mom and dad were asking questions. She ALSO gave them a picture of my liver which she said was perfectly pink and beautiful. She said that she could tell from my liver that I had followed the instructions for the liquid diet for the last 2 weeks. Dr Schmidt said the surgery went beautifully....she had a bit more problem with the removal of my gallbladder because the gallstones were bigger than she thought. So I can thank my lucky stars they took that out at the same time.
Mom, dad and Ellie, Julie, Carrie and Michele all came up to the hospital to see me that day. I was super tired though and even though I felt fairly decent pain-wise I just wanted to sleep. Wednesday was pretty much the same thing. I thought my sleepiness was normal (though I remember fighting it) but on Wednesday when dr Schmidt came in to check on me and I couldn't even stay awake to answer her questions she said You are Loopy Heidi. (little did she know hahahahah) She said I can't let you go home today, you are too loopy. You must have had too much pain killer and anesthesia. So I ended up staying one more day in the hospital. She told the nurses they had to get me up and make me shower and walk around. So between dad and Ellie and mom later that night I did about 4 trips or so in the hospital hallway. It must have done the work because I was able to go home on Thursday. My blood pressure had gotten high on Thursday so I maybe was going to have to stay another night. But the nurses contacted a dr in the hospital to come and check me (and he was a hottie) and by the time he had come my blood pressure had come down somewhat. It was still a bit high but not as much. Since I had quit taking the pain killer medication sometime Wednesday his consensus was that my blood pressure was reacting to the pain. I have yet to say that the pain has been intolerable. I took the pain med in the beginning as a precaution but then when Dr Schmidt told me I was too loopy I quit (so I think the last narcotic was sometime Wed morn). I must have a high tolerance to pain since my blood pressure (my body) was reacting to the pain but I didn't think it was that bad.
I got home Thursday around 2 maybe? I have been super tuckered out so been sleeping a lot. BUT, I did go to Kohl's on Friday and then out to Applebee's for soup with dad, Ellie and Julie. Saturday I had a therapist appt at noon with Lisa then later in the afternoon drove to Cottage Grove to get Jake (Ellie's daughter Shelly's youngest son) and dad and Jake went to the Twins game last night. So I have been getting out and about. The biggest whine I have is just that I have to make sure that I don't do tooooo much in one day because I need that nap to lay down and stretch out. Sitting for too long in a day makes my tummy more sore and by the end of the night I am very ready to lay down.
I did tell Lisa that when I got up at 4am on Tuesday for surgery I was panicky and wanted to call her so bad to hear again that I am doing the right thing. But of course, she would never hear the message so it was a moot point. I have to be glad that my stubbornness prevails in my decisions. Pretty much once I make a decision I go through with it. It doesn't necessarily work in my favor all the time - this stubbornness- but in this instance it is good. I am starting to get tired of the liquid diet since it has been 3 weeks now BUT since surgery I have not had any hunger whatsoever. Oh and I forgot to add earlier that I lot 21 pounds total by surgery day. I also cannot eat a whole serving of something at this point. This is nice, I mean reallllly nice to not be able to finish a complete bowl of soup and for once in my life I am eating because I need nourishment and not for other reasons. This new life of eating feels good.
Well my dears.....I am going to head out to the pool now. I can't go swimming yet but I can at least get some sun. I love all of you.