This past Monday I went in for surgery at Burnaby Hospital. My Mom was kind enough to come over and watch Everly for the day, she came over bright and early at 9am. Jason and I did some final preparations to get me ready to head out the door and to make sure everything was available for my Mom. My sister Taressa also stopped by to help later in the day. I had to put the pack and play back downstairs so that my Mom wouldn’t need to go up and down the stairs, just makes it easier on someone when they come over to watch munchkin for us.
We lucked out and got meter parking on the street where someone just pulled out as we were driving up, there was also 7 and a half hours left on the meter, so we just added another dollar to it because we were not sure if we were seeing minutes or hours. This was nice because last time two years ago we got ripped off by hospital pay parking and my canceled surgery.
This time we packed the kindle and my ipod so we’d be entertained if need be. Very thankful we did as Jason did a lot of sitting and waiting, I also remembered to grab some snacks for him at the last minute. I’d been fasting since the night before.
I was never told what time my surgery would be at exactly, I was only told to be at the hospital for 11:15am. Glad we got there early because there was a long wait to go through admitting, I had to take a number and wait. Fun fun fun! Once through all of the waiting sections I was told my surgery was at 1:50pm. Jason got to stay with me until the room before I entered the surgery room, this was encouraging for me as I was starting to panic and freak out a little in there and second guessing my decision to get the surgery to fix my nose. I got kisses from Jason and we said a quick prayer before they wheeled me off to the surgery room.
The nurse who pushed my awesome hospital bed to the surgery room was lacking in the height area and managed to wheel the bed into a cart that was in the hall way. I started laughing and so did she. I always picture these beds like race cars, I was laughing because suddenly I had the visual of my race car crashing, kind of like in video games and a game over text pops up.
The nurses were prepping in the surgery room and were blasting up beat pop music, the last song I remember hearing was “Stronger” by Kelly Clarkson, hearing the words “what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger” was not very encouraging in some weird way while in there.
The anesthesiologist was hilarious and made me laugh and settle down thankfully as I was beginning to freak out again in my mind, not just yet in an outward way. He told me to think of Hawaii and I’d mentioned I’d just been there in October, he told me to focus on that, but I didn’t my last thoughts were of Everly and Jason and before I knew it I was waking up after surgery in recovery with a massive ice pack over my head and a bandage over my nose. I did not need my nose broken to fix the deviated septum and other issues, it was just a mater of some how straightening everything out. I’m not going to bother explaining just go research surgeries for the problem and you will figure it out.
If any of you ever need this surgery, go in your pjs, I am so glad I did because by the time we came home in the evening after stopping to pick up my prescriptions I was still exhausted and out of it from everything.
That night, and for the first few nights to follow I settled in on the comfy chair in the living room. Thank you Taressa and Mom for buying that it sure has been useful! They tell you to sleep with your head elevated, and crashing in the big brown chair was best, I could recline if needed, and I could still rock while holding Everly.
I started off feeling like a zombie with being so out of it after surgery, now I feel like I had a really bad cold with a stuffed nose and painful throat from all of the mouth breathing caused by a bandage blocking my nose. The worst part of it all I’d have to say is the allergic reaction I got from the tape used to hold the bandage in place. I should have been smart enough to mention I tend to react to bandages and medical tape… oops! Ended up needing to buy more tape and gauze any ways.
Thank you everyone for your thoughts and prayers over the past few days. Thanks to those who popped by and helped with Everly. Thanks you Jason for being such an awesome hands on Dad and helping with Everly so much with me being down for the count. Now I just hope and pray I never need a c-section with future child(ren), I will be one grumpy person if I do as I never want to go through recovery again.