Well I have officially made it to the other side!!! While the thought of it excites me, the reality of the pain kinda brings me back to the "what did I just do?" feeling. Don't get me wrong, I am happy I made that leap....but I didn't realize just how much pain I would be in!!! I had the surgery Saturday morning around 9am and I was really nautious all day so I wasn't really able to walk. They kept me overnight because of this. At about 3am I realized I should just bare the pain because the pain meds were adding to the nausea. I started walking around 3:40 and did a few laps up and down the halls every couple of hours. The doctor wasn't going to be there on Sunday but told the nurse he would call to check on me in the AM and discharge me if I was ready.....well...they left messages for him with no call back and finally at 2pm I asked if they would try paging him as well....he finally responded and I was discharged. I hadn't had any pain meds all day because I didn't want to be stuck in the hospital so as soon as I got home I had some liquid vicodin and a much needed nap. The gas is slowly exiting....it is just the stabbing feeling in my tummy that hurts the most. That..and my hand where the IV was is soooo swollen I can barely move it. I find myself having a hard time sleeping since I have never been a back sleeper and trying to sleep on my side is too painful for now. It is 2am and I am doing better awake then attempting to sleep. I know I just need to take it day by day and in a few days I will be feeling better....but for now, I am having a pity party for myself!!! Anyway, glad to be officially on the loser's bench!!!
Here are my before pictures:
