Surgery Day!

I wanted to write a note (it might not be quick) about my day, to update those that love me. I got to the hospital today around 7am, to be in surgery at 830am. I was ready. I didn't feel nervous, i felt prepared. Thank God for that peace. I knew I was in a good place, and I trust this institute to take good care of me. When they called my name, I was told mom couldn't come back to pre-op with me right away. It made me a little bit nervous, but I know she will be back eventually. After saying a quick goodbye and trying not to cry because my mom's tears were breaking my heart, i followed the nurse to my room. Then, I get dressed, peed in a cup (to prove I'm not pregnant), and was asked a bunch of questions. They started my IV (which didn't hurt at all, thank you lidocaine), and give me a shot of heparin! That shot is no joke! It BURNS! Then an anesthesiologist came in with a research project prospect which promises to help with my pain, came in and discussed the "tap block" study with me. The tap block is something I'd seen with my c-section patients, and it's been proven to be really good for incisional pain. The study was to see if this procedure would work with my type of surgery. I would either get normal saline injected, or actual medicine. He said that even patients with the normal saline injected have improved pain management. So, needless to say, i signed up for that! Next the anesthesiologist who was going to intubate me came in. I knew him! He's a Dr I've worked with many times at L&D. I felt so relieved. I truly was in good hands. After some more medicine (anti-nausea) and the like, Dr Nagle came in and talked to me. He said that if I feel fine, He sees no problem with me going home. YAY! I wouldn't be breaking the rules, but could recover at home! I said another goodbye to mom (more tears) and it was off to the OR. I was given a cocktail of yummy anesthesia and was in another world. Next thing I remember I'm waking up, not able to breathe, with a tube down my throat, breaking my hands out of the "restraints" I wanted to pull the tube! I apologized to the anesthesiologist and maybe used an "R" rated word. He laughed. It's funny the random things you remember while waking up, and the loony things you say. I recovered for a bit, walked, and was able to go home (after given plenty of pain medicine). Now, I'm home, not feeling 100% but trying to take it easy and recover. Thank God mommy is here taking care of me!