Surgery Day

The nurse from my hospital called me the afternoon before my surgery to tell me what time to arrive….I am on the schedule for 8am!!. I was previously told it may be around 5am because gastric bypasses are the first to take place. I celebrated 3 extra hours of sleep. On the flip side, no water for two extra hours. Either way, I decided that my cup was half full and all would be well. This is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it.

On the 45 minute drive to the hospital, I had such an incredible peace. I had asked about 50 people to pray for me during this time and I truly had peace that surpassed my understanding. I am a anxious person by nature who turns into a wackadoodle for a pap smear or blood work. The Lord gave me what I needed as I arrived at the hospital. I was greeted by smiling nurses, the stench of disinfectant and a hospital bed with a lovely gown waiting for me. As I laid down, fear crept in a bit. Fortunately, the nurse anesthetist, my new best friend, introduced me to the “amnesia drug” and I don’t remember much after that.

I woke hours later with little pain….I had a drain in my left side, an iv in my right hand and staples in 5 areas of my stomach (covered with a Band-Aid that first day). I was groggy, medicated and my husband tells me that I was repetitive. I said “hi” to him then I would fall asleep just to wake up again to do the same thing. Repeat. Repeat. Hi. Snore. Hi. Snore.

I had delightful ice chips for the rest of the day and night and anti-nausea meds around the clock. I thankfully did not get physically sick but nausea was a consistent companion.  For those who want more detail, read ahead:

I was without a catheter soon after I was in my room and was encouraged to go to the bathroom. I would sit on the toilet for 10-15 minutes before I had any flow. I would either begin by touching my toes, coughing (which always worked at the most inopportune times before my surgery?) or asking the nurse to turn on the faucet. My goal was met each time with a trickle of blue teetee (yes, blue from the dye they used in the procedure). Each day, this got easier but it amused me that I found such joy in the fact that I could “go”.  I was potty trained again and wanted to celebrate!!

How did I celebrate? A chicken biscuit would have been my choice just a few weeks ago but I took a walk as my nurse and doctor instructed me to do often to help the healing process. Then, I napped to wake up to repeat the process again. Snore. Go #1. Walk. Snore. Go #1.  Walk.

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