Nervous. That was my overwhelming feeling as we arrived at the hospital. They really should give you sedatives before you arrive, just sayin. So they handed me a paper “warming” robe and I looked at Jill and said, “They didn’t research fat people, did they?” Later, I found out that you could hook up an air tube to the robe that air-conditioned it. Oh yeah, Jenn was happy then. There was a flurry of activity and before I knew it, a really funny guy was wheeling me back to anesthesia. I remember moving over onto their table and commenting on the funny blue lights, then they started to cover my mouth with the oxygen mask. I panicked and grabbed one of the guy’s hands. He held it until I fell asleep. The next thing I remember was waking up in recovery. It was a really busy place and I remember them changing my robe and I remember being freaked out that I was being changed in front of all those people! But I was completely out of it, so I couldn’t do a thing about it. Apparently my surgery only took an hour and a half, but I was in recovery for like three hours. They never told me why…apparently the surgery went well.
I was really out of it, but I remember that Jill was in my room waiting for me and that Jeff, Carla & Aunt Becky visited and brought me gifts. Tons of other friends and family texted and called to check on me…thank you! I have the best support system in the world.
Wednesday morning I was a little more lucid and had gone without any water since midnight before surgery! I was more than ready when they came to get me to do an X-ray to be sure that the sleeve the surgeon created after removing 80 percent of my stomach wasn’t leaking. So the first thing I drank after surgery was barium stuff so that they could see potential leaks. Bleh. Then the news came back that I was cleared for liquids! So my first “meal” was an ounce of water, an ounce of broth and an ounce of sugar free jello.
I’ll blog more later…need to rest!
