I thought I would have trouble falling asleep the night before my surgery but after a nice hot shower I fell asleep as my head hit the pillow. I was dreaming about walking across a dirt bridge, I was looking for a hut, I never found out why because I suddenly woke up. It was 5:15 and I had forgot to set my alarm. I had planned to be up at 5 so I could take another shower, relax and get First Born awake, showered and medicated before we left. I had to shorten my shower but First Born was eating breakfast as we headed out to the surgery center. Pops (The Husband’s Father) was in visiting from England so we didn’t have to arrange for babysitting. Pops was elected by default to stay with the kids until The Husband came back.
We got to the Surgery Center five minutes before I was scheduled. The Husband filled all the paperwork out. The receptionist made notes, made me sign papers and gave me a copy of the patient privacy regulations (don’t know about you but I am sick of getting those). She then lead us upstairs. The Husband waited until I was in the bed waiting for my IV and then headed out to take over the kids from Pops.
For some reason I was really calm. I read People magazine and started falling asleep. The nurse came in put the IV in my arm and made a mess. I wasn’t wearing my own clothes so no big deal for me. The anesthesiologist explained everything to me. He said he would give me shot in the pre-op room (where I was), I would then scoot off that bed onto the operating table. Then he would give me more drugs and put me to sleep. I don’t ever remember scooting onto the operating table but I guess they got me there somehow.
In recovery one I remember wanting my oxygen mask off then I must have fallen asleep again. In recovery two I heard the nurses telling The Husband that they would call after they gave me my pain medication. The nurse gave me my medication, called The Husband and told him 20 mins. She came back 15 mins later, helped me get dressed when I heard the phone, The Husband was waiting down at the car. I got into a wheel chair and headed home.
I spent the first day in bed, sleeping. I had really, really, really dry mouth. Did I mention I had no wetness in my mouth? I tried to eat toast but it stuck so bad I had to swallow water with it, like taking a pill. That lasted about two days.
The second day after the surgery I was sore. I didn’t lift the kids and tried to take it easy. The third day I would lift the kids if Pops wasn’t watching (he would get grumpy with me if he saw it). The week after surgery things were back to normal. I went to playgroup, took care of the kids and the house.
Right now I have a rash where the Band-Aids were and my belly button hurts every so often. Nothing in my eating has changed. I haven’t had any side effects from having my gall bladder out. Well, there is one side effect, I’m not in excruciating pain in more.