I'm back from NYU!
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The surgery was Monday, with the original time of admission at 11 a.m. (with surgery scheduled to take place by 12:30 or so). However, there were some delays, and I didn't get into the O.R. until 3:30 or so, which was fine. Dr. Ren came to see me twice before surgery, in between operations, to let me know how things were moving along and to see how I (and others) were doing. She truly is a treasure.
My husband stayed with me until a bit after 1 p.m., until he needed to leave to be home for the kids when they came home from school. There was a lovely family in another pre-surgery room right next to mine, and I spent some time with them, and they with me. The daughter and father were both having gastric bypass (roux en y) laparascopically. The mom is also considering it, but since someone needed to be able to take care of them both, post-surgery, hers will take place at a later date, should she decide. It was comforting having them there while I waited.
I walked to the operating room, which without my glasses reminded me of something akin to "behind the scenes at Disney," what with all the strange looking (to me) equipment. I got on the operating table, stretched out my arms on extensions that were on either side of the table (bringing to mind a cross, which was a bit weird), and after a few pleasant introductions and questions, the sedation began. I remember saying, "Now THAT feels nice..." and the next thing I knew, I was being woken up in the recovery room.
I did have some gas pain (and am having a bit right now, in fact), quite a bit of nausea (I was given four different medications for that), and incision pain. I didn't sleep much, since I had to urinate literally every hour during the night. Since I was in a step-down unit, there was a nurse in the room all the time, and each time I had to go to the bathroom, she needed to unhook a number of monitoring devices, as well as oxygen -- and then hook them up again after I was done. The nurses were WONDERFUL. Dr. Ren also came to visit. It was an overwhelmingly positive experience.
Once I came home, I slept like crazy. Today, after a shower (which makes you feel like a new person!), I wrote out some bills and took a walk to the mailbox, and then around the block. I'm going to take another walk shortly. I'm also remembering to do my breathing exercises. Not only does that help with preventing pneumonia (which is why they're encouraged), but being able to fill my lungs fully is harder than I thought post-surgery, and actually feels good (if a wee bit painful).
Yesterday, I did experience some strong feelings of remorse -- like, "What the hell was I thinking?" -- but even today feel a bit more rational about having had the surgery. I am terribly fearful of what it will be like to eat, and am convinced that everyone who says it's fine is trying to convince themselves as well as share the company of misery (as in "misery loves company"), but at the same time am pretty sure (pretty sure, mind you, lol) that these feelings, too, will pass. I also have fears of the tubing floating around and becoming tangled up in my intestines, which -- if I remember correctly -- was never listed as one of the possible complications. But then again, I'm an amazing worst-case scenario builder!