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My Surgery
Jan 30, 2010
So I had my surgery scheduled for Tuesday January 26th 2010 at 10:30 am. I got to the hospital at 9am to be admitted. At 9:20 I was in my gown, IV started, the whole thing. Doctor FINALLY came in at 11am (which really annoyed me). They rolled me into the surgery room sometime after 12:30.
I'm not too sure what time I got out of surgery but when I came to, in my room it was 6ish give or take. My mom and dad left at 8 (when visiting hours were over) and the nurse let me sleep a little bit and at 10:15 pm I walked, and again at 11pm I walked.
My sugars were in the high 100's so they were giving me 2 units of insulin at a time.
Day 2:
I barely slept my first night. I got up and walked again in the morning after they took my catheter out. Then I sat in the chair. I couldn't;t get comfortable though. I feel that the nurses didn't check on you often enough.
That afternoon I had x-rays done (which took an hour and annoyed me-and I cried). After they okay-ed the results of that I had my clear liquid lunch of water, a sugar free icee, and tea. My mom and dad came. I walked. I sat in the chair. I hated the bed. It was THE MOST uncomfortable thing in the world. And it HURT to get in and out of. So I suffered in the chair.
Dinner was the same as lunch + a bowl of beef broth. I walked some more and cried some more. I guess I didn't prepare myself for the pain too well. But everyone was telling me I was doing fine, so that helped.
The gas pains were pretty bad, could have lived without them, If I do say so myself. When my mom had the surgery, she mentioned that the gas pains were pretty bad, so that I was expecting.
That night my nurse informed me that I wasn;t going home until Saturday, when I had been under the impression since day one that I would be going home on Friday. So that upset me even more, and once again I cried.
Friday (DAY 3):
I couldn't sleep at all. The nurse was an hour late on my pain meds (even though I kept asking for them). I finally fell asleep at 1am and woke up again at 5 am and then slept and woke again at 6:15 and 7:15. At 7:15 I got up and walked.
I saw all the other patients on my floor. And was annoyed that I couldn't walk as well as them, and that they seemed to be walking pain free, and 3 of them I KNEW had bariatric surgeries, so that irritated me even more that I wasn't doing as well. But I was determined to go home today!!!
I had breakfast at 8am. Tea, water, icee. Walked. Sat. No sleep. Walked. Sat.
Had lunch at 12 noon, my nurse said that my Dr would be coming at 1 pm.
Dad came at 12:15. Walked. Sat. No sleep. Mom came at 1pm. Dr FINALLY came at 1:30 and I told him I wanted to go home, and he said okay.
So I went home!!
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I'm not too sure what time I got out of surgery but when I came to, in my room it was 6ish give or take. My mom and dad left at 8 (when visiting hours were over) and the nurse let me sleep a little bit and at 10:15 pm I walked, and again at 11pm I walked.
My sugars were in the high 100's so they were giving me 2 units of insulin at a time.
Day 2:
I barely slept my first night. I got up and walked again in the morning after they took my catheter out. Then I sat in the chair. I couldn't;t get comfortable though. I feel that the nurses didn't check on you often enough.
That afternoon I had x-rays done (which took an hour and annoyed me-and I cried). After they okay-ed the results of that I had my clear liquid lunch of water, a sugar free icee, and tea. My mom and dad came. I walked. I sat in the chair. I hated the bed. It was THE MOST uncomfortable thing in the world. And it HURT to get in and out of. So I suffered in the chair.
Dinner was the same as lunch + a bowl of beef broth. I walked some more and cried some more. I guess I didn't prepare myself for the pain too well. But everyone was telling me I was doing fine, so that helped.
The gas pains were pretty bad, could have lived without them, If I do say so myself. When my mom had the surgery, she mentioned that the gas pains were pretty bad, so that I was expecting.
That night my nurse informed me that I wasn;t going home until Saturday, when I had been under the impression since day one that I would be going home on Friday. So that upset me even more, and once again I cried.
Friday (DAY 3):
I couldn't sleep at all. The nurse was an hour late on my pain meds (even though I kept asking for them). I finally fell asleep at 1am and woke up again at 5 am and then slept and woke again at 6:15 and 7:15. At 7:15 I got up and walked.
I saw all the other patients on my floor. And was annoyed that I couldn't walk as well as them, and that they seemed to be walking pain free, and 3 of them I KNEW had bariatric surgeries, so that irritated me even more that I wasn't doing as well. But I was determined to go home today!!!
I had breakfast at 8am. Tea, water, icee. Walked. Sat. No sleep. Walked. Sat.
Had lunch at 12 noon, my nurse said that my Dr would be coming at 1 pm.
Dad came at 12:15. Walked. Sat. No sleep. Mom came at 1pm. Dr FINALLY came at 1:30 and I told him I wanted to go home, and he said okay.
So I went home!!
