sunnyphoenix
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I am no longer a pre-op person! The whole procedure went well and I'm happy, especially as I'm drinking my coffee as I type. I have one cup a day, within 5 minutes of getting up, and that one cup is priceless. LOL
I arrived on time, moved through all the steps seamlessly, and was in the operating room at 7:30 AM as scheduled. Next thing I knew I was in recovery and when I asked what time it was, it was only 9:30. Minimal pain, in fact I was more bothered by off and on nauseousness, something that I had never experienced before following surgery. I stayed awake and talked a lot, noticing a hoarse voice because of the breathing tube that had been used, and finding it amusing to not recognize my own voice. Around 11:00 AM I was helped out of bed and was accompanied by two nurses, one pushing a wheelchair, and walked quite a distance to a rest room. Immediately peed, turned down the offer of the wheelchair to go back to my bed, and was discharged soon after. My man was informed and ended up waiting outside the entrance for a half hour until I was wheeled to our car. Home in my recliner before 12:30 PM and napped off and on, refusing offers of my man to feed me until a few minutes ago after realizing the nausea had greatly reduced.
Does anyone remember the days when same-day surgery didn't happen? When I was 13 I had a muscle transplant from the side of my leg to my big toe to repair paralysis caused by polio. I was hospitalized two whole weeks afterward. When I returned there in a month for a cast change, they kept me for three days, and a month after that spent two weeks inpatient for one hour a day of physical therapy! Imagine such things today!!
I hope everyone who had surgery today is doing well. And thank-you for the support and understanding I have received from this forum. We are all very special, bionic people.
I arrived on time, moved through all the steps seamlessly, and was in the operating room at 7:30 AM as scheduled. Next thing I knew I was in recovery and when I asked what time it was, it was only 9:30. Minimal pain, in fact I was more bothered by off and on nauseousness, something that I had never experienced before following surgery. I stayed awake and talked a lot, noticing a hoarse voice because of the breathing tube that had been used, and finding it amusing to not recognize my own voice. Around 11:00 AM I was helped out of bed and was accompanied by two nurses, one pushing a wheelchair, and walked quite a distance to a rest room. Immediately peed, turned down the offer of the wheelchair to go back to my bed, and was discharged soon after. My man was informed and ended up waiting outside the entrance for a half hour until I was wheeled to our car. Home in my recliner before 12:30 PM and napped off and on, refusing offers of my man to feed me until a few minutes ago after realizing the nausea had greatly reduced.
Does anyone remember the days when same-day surgery didn't happen? When I was 13 I had a muscle transplant from the side of my leg to my big toe to repair paralysis caused by polio. I was hospitalized two whole weeks afterward. When I returned there in a month for a cast change, they kept me for three days, and a month after that spent two weeks inpatient for one hour a day of physical therapy! Imagine such things today!!
I hope everyone who had surgery today is doing well. And thank-you for the support and understanding I have received from this forum. We are all very special, bionic people.
