Surgery Day.

had my surgery on friday august 19th.. its now the 26th. ive kinda been bad at posting lately.. ive been really busy with preop stuff and then surgery.. and cause of the pain medicine they sent me home on i've been kinda out of it.. but i'm off that now, and all is right with the world (: or.. with me, anyway. haha. Uhm yeah. soo. heres how it went down.

Friday morning. got up, left about 4:20am, got there about 5:30am.. right on time. they gave me a bracelet and checked me in and i went back to a little room thing.. they went over  everything and checked medicines and vitals, i met with an anesthesiologist or two.. actually i think 3.. not sure. and the surgeon popped in, a research person, a couple nurses, etc.. then they tried to get me to pee in a cup. right. because ive had nothing to drink since 9pm the night before, and wasnt allowed to drink anything.. i went before we left for the hour and a 1/2 carride.. and they expected me to be able to? funny. yeah it was for a rpegnancy test. they ended up drawing blood instead, which i'm perfectly okay with.. i told them straight up they could go ahead and do it cause i couldnt pee. but nooo they made me try like 4 times. waste of time. anywayssss moving on. surgery was scheduled at 7:45. by like 6:30 they had me change into a gown and stuff. i was on the gurney thing. they put the TED stockings on.. well. they had my mom do it.. shes a nurse and the nurse that was there had to go get another nurse to start my IV. dont ask why they kept changing nurses. i have no clue. anyways, yeah. that took liek 10 minutes. those things are soooo tight and hard to get on. i was crying from laughing so hard at my moms faces she made.. haha. but once those were on, they started the iv. then they put the compression boots on me and had me lay back. the surgeon came in, answered a questoin my mom had, made sure i was still 100% positive i wanted to do this.. and i was.. then he left. and another half hour of emeting with people later, they rolled me back..

my mom walked back to the or. a different nurse was rolling me back this time. i was in the hallway by the OR for about 10 minutes and they kept trying to make sure everyone was on their way or already in there or whatever. let me tell you somthing. they didnt use laughing gas on me. which i didnt mind. im glad they didnt. if they did, i wouldnt remember as much as i do.. like what the OR looked like and stuff, cause they start it back in the room.. and cause ia lready had an iv, and i have no problem with needles, they didnt use it. so i was still 100% there, mentally. and physically.. obviously.  it was FREEZING. like. had to be 50 degrees. it was insane. i was shaking. my mom was crying and what not and blaming herself for letting me get so overweight and said she never wanted this for me blahblbhalbhalhfdsakjfadk;sjf bottom line is, its my own fault. It really is. I knew what i had to do to maintain my weight when i was younger. i chose not to do it, hoping id be lucky and itd go away.. yeah.. obviously not the case.  so i took the initiative and looked into this.. and i'm so glad i did.

They eventually rolled me into the OR.. which was just as cold as the hallway, if not colder.. they rolled me up next to the operating table and had me schooch over onto it. i did. it was hard cause they had the iv in my hand. it didnt hurt. it was just.. uncomfortable to move, i guess. but i did. they had me move up cause i'm short.. and to get my head onto this foam-liek thing that supported it. it was purple o.o the operating table was liek.. blueishgreen. its not ana ctual table.. its like a gurney but no wheels.. lol. but yeah. got on there. layed down. people were talking around me and hope, one of the research people with the anethesia department talked t ome.. she had a spongebob hat on xD haha. shes telling the people how insane i am cause i didnt mind the needles and they didnt have to use laughing gas on me and i laughed. i looked over and saw they already attached the medicine to my iv.. it hadnt gotten in me yet. they didnt tell me they did it. i just saw the white stuff going through the tube.. and they told me to count to ten right when i saw the white stuff go in my arm.. i got to ten. i guess they wanted me to count out loud? htey relike are you to ten yet and im like yeah.t hey told me to keep counting. i felt reallllyyyyy sleepy. and i hit 23. and thats all i remember, till i woke up in the recovery room, later on that day..

I woke up too out of it to care what was going on. i remmeber my mom there and some of the nurses talking. iw as covered with like 8 blankets and had ivs going into me, and my pca was hooked up. the morphine button. and i think something else.. im not sure. aparently i was dehydrated when i went into surgery and didnt know it? so the surgery took twice as long as they said it would o.o i was kinda surprized with that.. they said itd take one and a half hours to two hours.. it took 3.. lol. but yeah.. i was in and out of being asleep that day.. i remember them rolling me up to my room. . . . and rehooking everything and i fell asleep.. and woke up at liek 2pm and felt some pain in my chest.. i pressed the pca button. (i had just gotten to the room around noon.. two hours after i got up in recovery.) and i told them i wanted to get up.. just sit in the chair.. one of the nurses helped me up and i got in the chair.. it was a weird feeling.. but it definatley eased the pain.. i hit the pca again. i was allowed to hit it once every 7 minutes i believe was how it was set.. it was kinda cold when it went into me. the morphine that is. and i was knocked out.. woke up on and off but at like 8:30 at night ig ot up and took my first walk.. they let me hold onto the iv thing. i dont think i would have beens table enough just with someone holding my arm.. and i did aight i think.. lol. then i went back and sat in the chair for a bit and texted a couple of my friends, even though i was completely out of it..t hey told me since then it didnt seem like me, lol. but i could only text with one hand cause the stupid machine would beep,e very time i moved my arm.. itd woudl say 'obstruction downstreem' or somthing like that and woudlnt stop till someone would hit the stupid run button twice. after about the 10th time i just started donig it myself.. i probably wasnt supposed to, but i was tired of listenign to it for 10 minutes waiting for a nurse to come in.. lol

uhm yeah. then i went to sleep not long after.. fun. right? okay. i'll make another post for the rest of my hospital stay, and since ive been home.. since ive been slacking in posting lately.. lol. yup. kaybye<3(: