Hi there.
I am not supposed to make any big decisions nor operate heavy equipment. And while taking the very nice pain meds they sent me home with, I cannot be in charge of the children.
But aside from those great disappointments, I am doing very well right now (with one slight hiccup I'll mention at the end).
I'll back up the story a bit. Last night was a pretty decent night of sleep, and I woke up right at midnight to take my last sip of water before fasting for surgery. This morning went smoothly, kinda.
I gave the child instructions to my parents, took my shower with antiseptic soap, and fed little Josiah one last time (and he gave me such nice snuggles and little happy chatterings at the end which made it hard to leave). As instructed, I left all jewelry, valuables, and glasses at home. That one kinda turned out poorly since we drove to the wrong building (but I didn't have glasses to tell that). Ben dropped me off at the door and I wandered around squinting, and failing to find anything that looked like surgery check-in, I asked a nice lady at Imaging, and was re-directed to the correct facility.
So by the time we got to the right place, I was about 10 min late. They whisked me in and were through the pre-op matters in barely a half hour and took me away!
I woke up feeling mighty sleepy a few hours later, and ate some applesauce with my pain meds, then got clothes on, went potty and was ready to head out the door not long after that.
I'm feeling so much better than I ever expected! I fed Josiah before his afternoon snooze, lay down myself for a nice rest, and have had a peaceful and mostly comfortable time of it since then.
My answers to prayer include:
- Anesthesiologist said I could feed Josiah right away (woohoo! That little boy doesn't take a bottle...)
- Smooth surgery, and the cyst didn't pop
- They didn't have to remove the ovary
- No big pain in recovery
- No nausea in recovery (doc said I'm in the "high risk group")
- Pain meds don't make me dizzy
- Boys are having a whee of a time with Grammy and Grandad and Daddy taking care of them
Praise God!
The one little extra prayer request right now is that apparently some little flap of skin at the very back of my throat got caught or gouged somehow when they removed the tube. It feels like there's something small stuck there that hasn't gotten swallowed down, and my throat hurts when I eat. The doctor I spoke with said he would talk to the anesthesiologists at the hospital and one of them may call me, but otherwise I'm just kinda eating soft things and waiting. It will probably heal on its own, but it would sure be nice if it started feeling better sometime soon (and didn't prove to be a choking hazard).
Thank you, thank you to all who prayed. The Lord has done "far more abundantly beyond" all we asked or thought.
Thursday, December 18, 2014
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