So time for post-party wrap up from my surgery. Here I am...made it through.
I was scheduled to report at 9:30 yesterday and when I got there, I found out there were running 30 minutes late. They came and got me pretty quick after we arrived and asked me a slew of questions, including the ones about whether I feel safe at home or if I have any domestic issues. No, she wasn't asked about whether I could cook or not. After the questions were over, we got sent back out to the waiting room and were told that the case before me was an hour behind.
It wasn't until about 11:30 that I actually got called back to get all changed into my hospital gown and prepped for surgery. They started an IV and then my doctor came over to talk to me. Mike and I were taking all kinds of pictures while we waited, killing time with the iPhone. I actually ended up with the same anesthesiologist from the first surgery (Dr. Hughes) which rocked, because I came out of that one with no nausea.
Eventually they wheeled me back to the OR and they had me participate in the whole physics about how they were going to position me on the table and all that good stuff. Then I got to hear how Dr. Starkweather almost failed his poetry class and how he was the only guy in the class and how he took it because it was easy. I was a little too stressed out to follow where that whole conversation came from or was going, but then suddenly I felt that sting in my hand and they put me under. Thankfully, I missed the rest of the conversation.
Next thing I knew, I was in recovery and my husband was on his way to pick me up. I don't remember talking to Dr. Starkweather at the hospital, but I know I did.
They literally poured me into the car about a half an hour later and then I was home. I crawled into bed. Mike put an ice pack on my ankle and I popped a couple of vicodin, had some mac & cheese, then fell asleep. I haven't really slept straight for any long period, kind of drifting in and out of sleep.
Today I am in a lot more pain, probably because they numbed my foot during surgery and it just wore off. So, I am icing, and vicodining.
The other thing is that I have to take coumadin because they have new protocols for foot and ankle surgery to prevent blood clots. Not sure if it's the vicodin or the coumadin, but something is making me really itchy. What I wouldn't give for a nice hot shower.
It's gonna be a few more days before I get that lucky.
More later. And pix coming to flicker shortly :)
