So I might as well write something in here about how the surgery went.
In the days leading up to the the surgery, I was nervous and even thinking about the possibility that I might die on the table. But on the day of, I wasn’t scared. Nervous, but not scared.
Anyways… I got there and waited a while with Dennis and the kids. When I thought they might be ready to grab me, Dennis & the kids went on their way. They weren’t even in the car yet when they did grab me. I got changed into an ass-less gown, hooked up to IVs and heart monitors, and drugged up. They gave me a double dose because (I guess) I wasn’t getting drowsy enough.
I was wide awake when they rolled me into the OR. I think there were 5 people in there in full surgery garb. Masked and covered up from head to toe in green. If my doctor was in there, I didn’t recognize him. They made me breath into a nasty smelling mask and told me it was oxygen, then they squeezed some crap resembling lube in my mouth and made me swallow it, then they put the mask back on me.
What happened next is what surprised the shit out of me. I was wide awake with the mask over my face waiting for the drowsy to start. I must have taken 2 breathes. Next thing I know, I wake up in recovery. I do remember somewhere in between when a tube was taken out of my throat. I think that’s when I woke up, or just before. But who knows. When I did wake up, I was wide awake. I don’t remember any period of grogginess. That complete loss of time shocks me. I don’t think I’ve been put under like that before.
But anyway, the pain between that friday night and saturday night was pretty bad. I threw up a couple times, unable to keep food down so I didn’t eat a lot. Lost 3 lbs in 3 days. Funny. Oh and the full body itching!!! But by Sunday morning I could feel that whatever leftover anesthetic was gone. I didn’t need to take anymore pain meds after that.
My range of motion in the arm isn’t good. Worse that it was before the surgery, but that’s because of the brutality of the procedure. Now I’m going to physical therapy and I can feel the motion coming back slowly. Anything else I add beyond this point is pure useless filler.
I got some cool pics tho!. Gotta put those up on this blog sometime.
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