Surgery is Done!

Well, it's now Friday night/Saturday morning and I am home from the hospital and recuperating.  Surgery went very well. When I got on the scale the final time before surgery I had lost a total of 17 pounds since starting liquids.  That's pretty good for 4 weeks I reckon.

The last thing I remember about the surgery room is them telling me they were going to give me the anesthesia. OK...boom...I was out.  I remember waking up in recovery and felt like I was fighting to take a breath.  I needed my glasses, finally they got them for me and I was good to go. Then the next thing I remember is feeling like someone had left a pile of bricks on my chest.  And I couldn't say much because my mouth was so dry I couldn't form words.  The old saying "cottonmouth" didn't seem to do it justice, I was sure there was enough "cotton" to keep a southern estate in business for at least another decade.

When I got to my room, my Aunt Becky and Uncle Mike were there along with my BF, Anne-Marie.  I barely remember saying much because I was so out of it.  Everyone let me sleep and sleep I did.

That evening I got up and walked the halls, two times, yeah!  I had trouble sleeping in the bed between the sweating and my back so I ended up sleeping in the chair, which was wonderful.  I never got more than an hour at a time since they came in all night to check blood pressure, temperature, blood sugar, and give me Heparin (a blood thinner) so I wouldn't get clots.

Friday I was feeling much better and able to move around.  Still very sore and tired but the cottonmouth was improving long with the sore throat from having the breathing tube in during the surgery.

I'm going on back to sleep now, thanks to everyone for their support!