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I flew back yesterday from Greece. I finally rested in my bed and had my hubby taking care of me... It felt nice.
His sister came with me to Greece, she took a friend with her and they visited the city while not keeping me company, I think it was a good deal (I paid for the tickets and her friend managed to get us the hotel rooms for free...)
Anyway,.. Now I feel good and relaxed but I have been through a difficult and painful couple of days.
I have to say that the surgeon, the nurses and the hospital were even better than what I expected, I am going to write about them in the right section. Simply amazing.
Surgery went well, I remember people talking to me in English and Italian (Greek and Italian people have one motto: one face one race), saying how cute I was. Then I woke up with somebody saying: "Open your mouth" and extracting whatever it was from my throat: I didn't feel a think. They gave me painkillers straight away and I was OK.
In the evening I started walking a bit I didn't feel too well, I had pain in my left shoulder.
Then next day I started walking again but the pain was getting worse by doing that. I felt dizzy, neausous, and the pain was killing me.There I felt like a failure. I thought I should have never done it. I was crying and I couldn't tell anyone, I didn't want to annoy my sister in law, I didn't want to worry my family back home and at the same time I didn't want them to think "We told you so".
The surgeoun decided to take an Xray with a disgusting contrast liquid. Thank god. He found out that the drainer war the problem. It had turned itself into a weird shape which was pointing straight ath my diaphram. Once he removed it the pain disappeared. I started walking. I started getting fed. I was reborn.
From that point on everything got better. I had to stay an extra night at the hospital, then one night with my friends at the hotel and then we flew home.
I can say I am happy I did it.
I just weighed myself and I am 6.5 kilos (14.33 lbs) down and I feel REALLY good!
The only pain I have are the stitches, but being a 20-year-diabetic makes me more sensitive than other people.
I know I won't be losing weight so quickly in the future, but right now it feels great.
Thank you all for sharing your experiences on this website. I don't think I would have ever done this without reading them. And now I am happy!