Everytime I've come back from college, a long trip, a hard day at school, or the hospital my dad says to me, "You're home now Peggy Sue" like in the movie "Peggy Sue got Married". In the movie her mom says it to her because she looks she's gone through the hells of the earth to get back to her highschool years & home. I'm not sure why or when my dad started saying that line in my life but he did it on Friday when my parents took me home from the hospital.
Well I'm home from the hospital and I'm okay. =) Having any form of surgery is a hard thing to endeavor. It seems in the past 2 years I've done it all. I had 4 wisdom teeth removed Jan. 08', then 3 fibroids removed from my right boob in Aug. 08', and now my gall bladder removed in Oct. 09'. Whooosh. I'm tired from it all. It's an emotional tiredness that's really hard to expain. Perhaps it's more the weight of maturity that I'm mistaking as tiredness? But honestly because of the other ones, this one was a little easier. Easier in the sense that I knew the sequence of the events. You have to change into the gown, you have to meet the nurses, the anesthesologist comes in and OUCH that always will hurt when you get the IV, then you go into the surgery room. Also forget about all the ER shows you watch on TV. It's NOTHING like that in real life. While the nurse is checking your blood pressure they do not discuss their dates last night. It's all business. Business to the end.
The surgeon actually did something absolutely mind-blowing amazing that I have to share. From everything in my life I've learned that you need to be calm in these situations. The nurses treat you better, they don't treat you like a child, and they let you know exactly what's going on. I tried so hard to remain calm. Well right before the surgery they had to switch my IV from my left arm to my right and I guess I made a "I'm in pain" face and the surgeon held my other hand for the minute. I was balled-over. I had only met the guy once before this day and yes he did come highly recommended I still didn't exspect this lil moment of pure kindness. He held my hand for about a minute while they finished preparing me. He made me feel like, "Woa, this is going to be okay". I can't wait to tell him on Thrusday when I have my follow-up appointment how nice that was that he did that.
I can't wait to get back into the swing of my life. It sucks just laying in bed like an otter or a beached whale. I've felt like a Thanksgiving turkey for the past few days. My tummy is a lil swollen from everything but I do feel better. It never occured to me that I'd have problems getting in and out of my bed. Oh yeah I forgot to mention I have a Captain's Bed with drawers underneath so the top is about 3 feet off the ground. I've had to use a step stool to get in & out bed. It's laughable in a way. lol. The things you take for granted til your sick. For example, sitting up in a bed. It's ridicolously hard to sit up when you got a bandaged tummy. But it's getting better as the days go on. It's only been 3 days so it'll take a lil time.
Tomorrow I'm going to return to Blogging land, cuz I can finally sit. I can't wait to catch up on everyone's blog. I really from the bottom of my heart want to say Thank you for your comments on my last post & all the others before. I checked this today and read them all and I just felt so much care from you guys and really it means the world. Thank you once again. <3
I've been told I'm a fiesty lil cookie and Oh yes, I am. A gall bladder issue isn't going to let me down. But I just wanted to add, if any of you every feel like you just feel right physically...Go to the Doctor. Okay? =)