Yesterday I had surgery to get my gall bladder removed.
I had to be at the hospital at 6am..my surgery was scheduled for 7am.
My mom and stepdad picked me up to take me to the hospital so Gregg could stay with Lyla and let her get her rest. I didn't want to mess up her daily schedule.
After I checked in..my mom suprised me and paid for my down payment of the surgery..HUGE help to us!!
They gave me a timer that you would get at a resteraunt when you are waiting for your table...when my timer went off I had to walk through the dreaded double doors.
It went off about 45 seconds after she gave it to me..probably since I was the only person in the waiting room.
The nurse back there started out cold...told me do this..do that..here...sit..take your vitals..
Then asked me to go get my mom ... so she could tell her where to wait for me at.
so once mom got in there..i broke...I started crying...I was nervous...
I know the surgery was minor...I know they do it every day....but it is my FIRST surgery ever....
and there are so many things that could go wrong...
call me Mrs. Negativity
but ... I do not like NOT being in control of what is happening to me.
Ask God..I fight with him all the time to give up my control.
But if I was going to give control up to anyone..it would be God..so I did.
I just prayed..and I knew my church family, friends, and even my students' parents were praying for me..
and I could feel them...so I became calm.
Once my mom told the nurse it was my first surgery then she started to warm up a little bit. I know those girls do that all day everyday...but I felt more like a number than a person to her.
The nurse got my IV started..I met with the man who was going to put me to sleep (I am not even going to attempt to spell out his profession)...then with my doctor..
by 6:45am..the medicine went into my IV to make me loopy...it started working within a minute.
I remember someone saying ... "We gotta get all this hair into this hat"
I remember being wheeled somewhere..didn't know where...didn't care
I remember seeing the operating room...
then I remember a nurse telling me that I need to take deep breaths
and I hear a baby crying..
well my worst nightmare of not waking up from the anesthetic was over..I was awake..but sleepy
Then my mom and husband came in.
Mom helped me get dressed...
the nurse told me directions that I have no recollection of
and a man named Joe wheeled me down the hall at the pace of Jeff Gordon in the Daytona.
When we got to the doors..
there was traffic backed up ...picking people up
and I though my old man Joe was going to lay someone out telling them all to move to thier vehicles so he could get me in my car.
Almost funny....at the time...
Very funny ...now
Once I got home...my husband was great! He really took care of me. There wasn't alot of pain at all. Not near as much as I had expected. There were only a few uncomfortable moments ..which were explained to me as gas bubbles in my back and shoulders...because I guess they blew me up like a balloon for either surgery purposes or for giggles.
Either way..I praise God that I don't hurt like I thought I was going to!
I thank everyone who wished me well..and prayed for me!
I am truly blessed to be surrounded by such loving people!
Today .. I feel almost normal..except the staples in my stomach..a few more gas pains...
Lyla stayed with me for a while today when Gregg went to work..I missed her like crazy yesterday.
My mom picked her up and took her to her house to run and play.
Miss Lyla really took care of me while she was here though...told me to sit down cause I have boo boo's..she brought me the remote..only to tell me to turn on Mickey Mouse...I couldn't have asked for a better child!!
I can't wait to get back up and around ...back to work...back to my normal routine...
although I am kinda enjoying hearing Gregg tell me that he doesn't know how I do it all!!
I might stay sore for a few more days.....