The surgery was scheduled for this past Thursday. I had tried to get ahold of my doc a couple of times beause it was now Monday and I still hadn't been able to talk to him about the actual surgery. I called his cell yet again and finally got him...for 1 minute because he was about to go into surgery. He said we were still on for Thursday and he'd call me back...Now it is Wednesday and I haven't heard from him. I call again. Get him just long enough to ask if my surgery is still tomorrow, he says yes, and he'll call me...My phone rings Wednesday afternoon and it is his Spanish speaking secretary. She is telling me I should come in tomorrow for an appointment. "Wait a minute, isn't my surgery tomorrow!?" "No, it is on Friday at 4." Turns out they forgot to secure the operating room and there was no longer space on Thursday. I had a mini meltdown and then realized this is CR for you!
Jen was ever so nice to accompany me to the hospital before my surgery. After a whole lot of waiting, I was off! Only to sit and wait in anethesia for over an hour. The worst part, I could see the clock, so I just watched it tick. FINALLY they came for me! I was honestly waiting for them to come tell me I was here on the wrong day and that I'd have to come back. Once in the operating room, no one said a single word to me except, "Make a fist." I had no clue what was happening. What ever happened to telling your patient everything so they're more relaxed?!?! Guess they thought I wouldn't understand them.
Upon waking up I hear this nurse trying to talk to me in English. Then I hear another nurse go, "She speaks Spanish." Nooooo, I'm too drugged up to think in Spanish, I wanted to say. Somehow I managed anyway. I think the tears helped convey that I was in pain and needed the magical meds. They made me so warm and nice feeling! Sadly, it didn't last long.They wouldn't give me any water and I was still hurting. They told me it was from the gas they pumped into me to inflate my stomach. I was told walking is the only thing that will get rid of that pain. "Can I walk around in my room when I get there?" "Yes." This woman must have been trying to kill me! When I got back to my room, my friends were waiting for me! I sat up and told them I needed to walk around. Suddenly, the room started spinning...hmmm, I think I'll walk around later.
Molly was ever so nice to stay the night with me to keep me company. My friends from home even managed to get flowers delivered to me! They came to my room at about 9:30pm. Only in CR would a flower man still be working at that hour! I was told I would be able to leave around 11 or so...1:00 rolls around and we are finally out of there! I am feeling better and better each day. Last night I could actually sleep on my side! What a relief for me! The incisions are starting to itch like crazy, which means they're healing, I believe. I have 4 lovely holes in my stomach now! The best part, they sent me home with a DVD!!! Molly and I watched as little Gil was sucked dry of all his bile and then suck right out of my stomach! Pretty cool! I gave the DVD to Erin, the science teacher. She is a little too excited about showing it to the kids!
"I'm going to be out next week because I need to have my gallbladder taken out."
"Oh no!"
"Umm, Ms, K, will you still be able to pee ok?"
"Oh no!"
"Umm, Ms, K, will you still be able to pee ok?"
"Yes I will. Thank you for your concern."
"Why are you going to be gone?"
"I have to have surgery."
"Are you having a baby?!"
"Yes, right now I am currently 9 months pregnant."
"I have to have surgery."
"Are you having a baby?!"
"Yes, right now I am currently 9 months pregnant."
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