The big Op and Hospital Stay

Until you have had it done, I don't think is dawns on you what a big operation it is.  Saint John of God Hospital are so wonderful, I was really happy with the choice. There was no shame or negativity, it was all support and happy stories of other people who have had it done.

This is a pic of me in the pre-surgery suite.  I look nervous because I was.  All dressed up in my green gown and my paper nickers.  So sexy! The nurse had a bit of trouble getting the compression socks on my big ol legs but she got them on.

Because I was so dehydrated the Anesthetist had a hard time finding a vain.  He finally found one and put in two points I don't remember anything after that.  I don't even remember being in recovery.  I woke up briefly to see my husband and my sons standing there, all looking worried, then I was out to it again.

The first night after the op was the worst.  At about 8.00pm that night I woke up wet from what I thought was sweat.  I was writhing in pain until about 2.00am when the nurse realized it wasn't sweat I was wet from but my drip and pain killers as the canula had come out completely.  Once they had hooked me up to the secondary point I was fine.

On day two it was all about walking and fluids, by the end of the day I had done 7 walking trips around the whole ward and had over a liter of water, then the surgeon came in at 6.00pm in the evening and said you can go home. He didn't have to tell me twice.

I can not fault the nursing staff or the doctors care at my hospital.  Except for one little incident, everything went well, I am now home trying to keep up my fluids and waiting for this journey to really take off.