Blaaaah

Last night I started having a burning/stabbing pain in my lower abdomen. The incision seems fine, but it's something internal. Most likely it's from a) overdoing it and b) sneezing and coughing. I took some leftover pain pills that Shawn had lying around from when his back went out so I could get some sleep. I called my doctors office this morning to see what they thought.

The nurse assistant Kelli called me back. After telling her about symptoms and feelings, she thinks it's probably not a huge concern. With abdominal surgery, there's can be a lot of settling and changes. They called in another Vicodin Prescription for me, and told me to take it easy and update them tomorrow.

I've got a stack of books, and my laptop/netflix queue ready to go! Wish me luck :)

Update

I'm starting feel more human-ish so I thought I'd update my blog about how surgery (and recovery) have been going. Forgive me if I fall asleep mid-update :p

I checked into the hospital last Wednesday morning. They got me into a room and changed pretty quickly and then we waited for all the pre-stuff. I was "lucky" enough to get a newbie assigned to me. She was really really nervous and kept dropping stuff and forgetting paperwork. At one point she dropped all the stuff from the IV packet and then went to start putting it in my arm. We all went "ummm--maybe you should get a new one huh?". She kinda did this pokey thing in my left arm and went fishing for my brain I think. She said it was for a vein, but I don't know about all that. She tried for entirely too long, made me bleed and hurt and then finally gave in and called in someone else. Before too long they wheeled me in. Last time I had surgery, I remember they kinda prepared me for being knocked out, but here they just BOOM shut me out.

When I woke up I was in cuhh-raaaazy amounts of pain. I wasn't breathing through my nose tube properly (cuz um OW, where are mah pills!), and really just had to calm down. Shawn and his dad told me bits about how surgery went. Everything went smoothly, they removed the fibroid, and didn't see any other complications while they were in there. I was schedule for an overnight stay, so they wheeled in another hospital bed so Shawn could sleep in there. His dad slept in the recliner. A nurse came in and checked on me every few hours to take stats and give pain killers. They took my catheder out sometime during the night and made me get up and walk around.

In the morning I was able to "do my business" satisfactorily so I was clear for discharge. Since I've been home I've been feeling a little less pain every day. I slept through the first day on the couch recliner, but started becoming more and more mobile. I'm done with the big happy pain pills now, and felt pretty good for a few days. I had a cold or allergies hit on Sunday and ever since then I've started to feel worse instead of better :(

I've had some awesome friends come by to check on me. My friend Leigh and her two kiddos came by on Saturday to drop off some snacks and gossip mags, and my friend Janna came over on Monday and brought a bag o goodies (magazines, movies and books) plus dinner and we got to chat for a few hours. Hopefully I'll keep myself sane enough and withstand the draw to overwork myself for something to do.

Thanks for all your loving, thoughtful comments!

p.s. Paul-no people pictures on this post on account of me looking like leftover washed out trash. The flowers though were a get well gift from my boyfriend's Dad :)

Today is the Day!

I'm part excited, part nervous, part relieved, and part nauseous that my surgery day is finally here. I'm really glad I have an awesome doctor/surgeon, and that her staff has really helped baby step me through all of this. I ask a LOT of questions, lol.

Funny thing about last time I had surgery-my thoughts going into surgery were "Shoot, I forgot my leftovers and water bottle at work" and "I sure hope I don't fart while I'm asleep, my anesthesiologist is pretty hot." That stuff carries over through all the loopy drugs apparently, because when I woke up I would not STOP insisting we go pick up my leftovers and water bottle (like 37 times), and kept asking if I'd farted/pooped during surgery. My DH kept trying to shush me up (esp about the bodily functions to prevent my embarassment), lol. Who knows what will come out of my mouth this time around!

My wonderful, sweet boyfriend Shawn will be there with me as well as his Dad who is in town from Kentucky. Bailey will be thinking about me all emo and depressedly at home. Plenty of prayers and good thoughts for me. To quote Allstate--"You're in Good Hands."

Adios!

Rain Rain Go Away

We finally got the truck today! A bit of running around to credit unions, banks, and the dealership but we got it all squared away this afternoon. We decided to go out for a celebratory dinner, and bag our trip to San Antonio on account of the fact that it'll be raining all weekend long.

After dinner we're JUST about home...literally coming down the hill to the last stop light, and we hear/see the car driving to our right driving too fast. Around the corner it tried to slow down and we could hear it start squeeling, slamming on his breaks unable to stop. He hit us in the back right side, and we fishtailed, swerving up and over medians and sidewalks trying to get control of the vehicle again. Luckily neither of us were seriously injured. My elbow is bruised and hurts from it banging into the door a few times, but we were really blessed that it was just us and the other car involved, and that no one was seriously injured.

So that's the way the monumental car buying/week chose to end. I feel so bad for him--his new toy he's been waiting forever to drive home took a nasty beating. And Karma--did you have to?

*sigh*

A week of lazin' about

I like to plan my vacation time from work around 3 day weekends. Call me cheap, but i like getting an extra day away thrown in there for celebratory purposes.

I've been on vacation this whooooole week. Have I done anything awesome and fun? Nope not really. For the first time ever, I can honestly say I've been bored and I'm ready to be productive again. I finished reading some books, watched some movies, and slept more than any 27 year old physically needs to.

There is still the small possibly that Shawn and I might go on a day road trip down to San Antonio, but it all depends on when this lazy credit union rep calls us back. The road trip is meant to be a "OMG lets go on a road trip in Shawn's fancy new-to-him truck!", but so far it's been more like the waiting game. So we'll see. I'm crossing my fingers because I'm stir crazy right now!! It'd be fun to go do something fun outside the house before I am outside the house--working :(

On another note, I got my surgery scheduled for September 23rd (yikes fast!). The closer it got to the holidays, the more scheduling conflicts I had with work, and the more unavailable my doctor became. So I just went ahead and fit it in where I could. So I'll be back to work for a week and a few days, then out for another few weeks. September is turning out to be the month of nothing getting done!