Round Two

May 14th, 2007

I arrived at the hospital at 6:30am to check in and get ready for my surgery. So I get to the surgery waiting room and I end up having to wait almost 2 hours before they took me in to get me ready for surgery. *sigh* It is sooo hard waiting for something you are dreading. My nerves were already shot and the waiting was very hard.

Around 8am they finally called for me. So I enter this room where there are 5 beds all lined up for patients to get ready. So I get a bed at one end and I changed into my gown, booties, and cap. It is very stylish, haha! Then I lay on hte bed and I get a signed a nurse that preps me. She goes over some final paperwork and then starts my IV. I hate that part! Then one by one, first the surgeon came to have a quick chat. Then the attending Dr and finally the Anesthesiaologist came in to go over more details. 

It was funny because I had all the same staff the second time around. I couldn't have asked for a better staff to take care of me. I was very happy about that.

Soon after that my nurse started an antibiotic through my IV and a 3 part cocktail for nausea and finally my light sedative. That never kicks in when I want it to. *sigh*

Then about 9:45am my OR nurse comes and rolls me into my OR. The most scariest place I have EVER been. I have to move myself over on the operating bed. Then they put my arms straight out and strap them down lightly. Then the Anesthesia Dr puts an oxygen mask on me and tells me to breath some nice deep breaths and at the same time he is injecting the meds into my IV to knock me out. And boy does he do it quick, no counting bs or anything I was OUT! =)

About 12:30pm I roll out of the OR and into recovery where I will be observed for the next hour. As I came to I had a ton of pain and couldn't believe how bad it was this time. So they gave me the max amount of morphine and it didn't work AT ALL! My body was shaking probably from the pain. I kept feeling like I couldn't breath. But my nurse assured me I was 100% okay. My vitals are all good. So of all times I was having a huge panic attack. But they wouldn't give me my med for my panic because they didn't want me to end up throwing it up. So finally after remembering my calm breathing techniques and deep breathing I was able to get it some what under control. It was hard under the circumstances.

Finally an hour later I get my own room. I felt a bit better. The nurse gave me a working pain med. =) So I was able to better relax myself. I was sick to my stomach for the next 6 hours. Oh the joy of anesthesia! YUCK!