Day 3 was here and I was ready to go home. I was sent down for my last upper gi to ensure there are no leaks. This went fairly quickly and I was given the thumbs up. I asked to use the phone in radiology to call my Dad. He would have a 2.5 hour drive to pick me up. I told him that I was good to go and he was out the door.
Woo Hoo I'm outta here. Not quite. I got all dressed and had my interview with tv6. I walked the halls and was all dressed and ready for pick up. My Dad arrived on time and now we wait for the nurse to come in and check my vitals one last time.
Bring in the Nurse
The nurse comes in and my bp and heart rate are high. Thats ok she said I will come back in a little bit and retake it. Well this went on for a few hours. I sent my Dad out to get something to eat. I rested and waited but every time she came in my bp and heart rate were the same. Finally Dr. English came in and said he thought it would be best if I stay another night. Ugh another night. A high heart rate can be the sign of a leak so I understand the reason for staying.
Dad go home. I sent my Dad home and I will call when I can come home. I felt horrible having him drive back and forth but he has been great through this process. On the way home he hit a deer and did a few thousand dollars worth of damage. Ok now I feel like crap. One more thing for me to worry about.
The Next Day
I am ready to go heart rate is still around 100 but it is steady and I am feeling fine so I get the ok to go home. My Mom lives close by so I went to her house for the night. I felt a little more comfortable being closer to the hospital.
Ahh yes my own bed. Finally making it home never felt so good. My hubby took good care of me once home. He had been on the road all week so it was his first time seeing me after the surgery. I was waited on probably too much.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Day One Post Op
I waited patiently to go down and have my upper GI study done. This is a leak test. I had to drink a cup of barium followed be xrays. Barium is not pleasant let me tell you and trying to drink this after surgery - not to fun.
I honestly can say this was the worst part of my hospital stay. I was so nauseous from it they had to let me sit and try to get it down. I was in pain and sick and Why won't they just let me go back to bed? I passed the test and my reward was I now get to sip on water. Yes Thank You!
I head back to my room and was told I have to go back down that evening for another upper GI. I have to tell you I was really depressed. I did get to have lunch and couldn't believe that I couldn't eat what little was on my tray.
Back down stairs and this time it went quickly. I asked for pain meds first. Everything was looking good.
Back to my room the nurse came in and informed me that I had to have 2 suppositories that night. Can I object! I was not worried about the insertion but having to roll over on my side to put it in made me a little nervous. It went well, I made it through,
Love those Nurse
There were two nurses in the evening that I absolutely loved. If I got out of bed to use the restroom they would come in and say "Good your up time for a walk." They were the ones that got me up and moving. I probably would never had gotten out of bed if it wasn't for them. Thank You!
I honestly can say this was the worst part of my hospital stay. I was so nauseous from it they had to let me sit and try to get it down. I was in pain and sick and Why won't they just let me go back to bed? I passed the test and my reward was I now get to sip on water. Yes Thank You!
I head back to my room and was told I have to go back down that evening for another upper GI. I have to tell you I was really depressed. I did get to have lunch and couldn't believe that I couldn't eat what little was on my tray.
Back down stairs and this time it went quickly. I asked for pain meds first. Everything was looking good.
Back to my room the nurse came in and informed me that I had to have 2 suppositories that night. Can I object! I was not worried about the insertion but having to roll over on my side to put it in made me a little nervous. It went well, I made it through,
Love those Nurse
There were two nurses in the evening that I absolutely loved. If I got out of bed to use the restroom they would come in and say "Good your up time for a walk." They were the ones that got me up and moving. I probably would never had gotten out of bed if it wasn't for them. Thank You!
Monday, February 4, 2008
The BIG day
Monday - Jan. 07th 2008
I arrived at the hospital around 4:40 am, only 20 minutes early. My mom and I headed to the waiting area. There was no one around the place was completely empty. Around 5:00am the waiting area started to fill up and the nurses were at there station. A nurse came into the room and called my name. I jumped up and followed her down the hall. She brought me to my room where I could wait to be processed in.
Shortly after arriving to my room tv6 arrived to do an interview. Little did they know but they were invited in to film the procedure. Sitting in my room I do my interview, blood work, and change into my gown.
So far so good nerves of steel. I see a bed being pushed into my room and I hope on for a ride down to the OR. I say goodbye to my Mom and off I go to be prepped for surgery. I am pushed into the holding area where I get my iv. Dr. English came into talk with me along with the anesthesiologist. They said it wouldn't be long, surgery should start at 8:00am. I looked at the clock above my head and it said 7:30. I continued to glance at the clock as I waited by myself. The clock never moved. I felt like I was back there for hours, probably only 20 - 30 minutes.
Off I go down the hall where I see my Mom waiting and into the OR. I remember seeing the camera setup to my right and thinking oh know they will see me naked. I helped move on to the table where I was told to put my arms in holders. I kept thinking to myself when am I going to fall asleep. Then I felt it. I tried to fight it for a few seconds, just wanting to see what was going on around me. I had to give up the fight and close my eyes.
Time To Wake Up
Back in recovery I open my eyes to see a nurse over me and I feel some sort of sensation but still to out of it to know what is going on. The nurse said I am just taking your catheter out. Back to sleep I go and I wake up in my room.
I honestly can't say what I was feeling because I was still groggy from the anesthesia. Once alert enough I had to use the restroom. I call the nurse and my mom and her help me to get up. Actually it was up to me. At this time I feel like I have been hit by a truck. My tummy and left side are extremely sore. I roll to my right side and then sit up. I moaned, whimpered and then got up. I made it to the toilet and nothing. I know I have to go but afraid to push and the fact that I had my mom in there talking to me. She turned on the faucet and there it was a small trickle. Not what I was expecting but its a start.
Every time getting out of bed got easier. By day 2 I was getting out of bed without calling the nurses.
I was allowed a few ice chips my first day but the thirst was unbelievable.
I arrived at the hospital around 4:40 am, only 20 minutes early. My mom and I headed to the waiting area. There was no one around the place was completely empty. Around 5:00am the waiting area started to fill up and the nurses were at there station. A nurse came into the room and called my name. I jumped up and followed her down the hall. She brought me to my room where I could wait to be processed in.
Shortly after arriving to my room tv6 arrived to do an interview. Little did they know but they were invited in to film the procedure. Sitting in my room I do my interview, blood work, and change into my gown.
So far so good nerves of steel. I see a bed being pushed into my room and I hope on for a ride down to the OR. I say goodbye to my Mom and off I go to be prepped for surgery. I am pushed into the holding area where I get my iv. Dr. English came into talk with me along with the anesthesiologist. They said it wouldn't be long, surgery should start at 8:00am. I looked at the clock above my head and it said 7:30. I continued to glance at the clock as I waited by myself. The clock never moved. I felt like I was back there for hours, probably only 20 - 30 minutes.
Off I go down the hall where I see my Mom waiting and into the OR. I remember seeing the camera setup to my right and thinking oh know they will see me naked. I helped move on to the table where I was told to put my arms in holders. I kept thinking to myself when am I going to fall asleep. Then I felt it. I tried to fight it for a few seconds, just wanting to see what was going on around me. I had to give up the fight and close my eyes.
Time To Wake Up
Back in recovery I open my eyes to see a nurse over me and I feel some sort of sensation but still to out of it to know what is going on. The nurse said I am just taking your catheter out. Back to sleep I go and I wake up in my room.
I honestly can't say what I was feeling because I was still groggy from the anesthesia. Once alert enough I had to use the restroom. I call the nurse and my mom and her help me to get up. Actually it was up to me. At this time I feel like I have been hit by a truck. My tummy and left side are extremely sore. I roll to my right side and then sit up. I moaned, whimpered and then got up. I made it to the toilet and nothing. I know I have to go but afraid to push and the fact that I had my mom in there talking to me. She turned on the faucet and there it was a small trickle. Not what I was expecting but its a start.
Every time getting out of bed got easier. By day 2 I was getting out of bed without calling the nurses.
I was allowed a few ice chips my first day but the thirst was unbelievable.
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