And comparatively speaking, this surgery was a lot easier than the others (except for the initial recovery, which I'll explain in a second).
We arrived at the surgical center at 10:30. I was taken back to pre-op holding at 11:30, but I didn't go back to the OR until about 1. Talk about torture since I couldn't eat past midnight. A guy brought McDonald's in the waiting room right before I was called back, and I thought I was going to attack him for his French fries.
But aside from the hunger, I was pretty calm going in. This is the first surgery where I actually remember putting myself onto the operating table because it's the first time they haven't needed to give me anxiety meds prior to being knocked out. The last thing I remember is the anesthesiologist asking me how on Earth I became a librarian.
The surgery itself went well. They were able to get rid of all my sinus build-up, fix my deviated septum, and remove a bone spur in my nose. Waking up, though, was the worst part. My blood pressure shot up toward the end of my surgery. This happened after my last lap last year, too, and I thought it was a fluke back then. But apparently, I'm starting to have issues coming out of anesthesia. They also said I lost a lot more blood in surgery than they expected. I felt awful when I came to. I was nauseous and my heart was racing. They gave me a big dose of Zofran, which did nothing. I thought for sure the poor nurse was going to have to clean up my vomit. But then she asked the doc for special permission to try one other drug. Apparently this stuff is super powerful, because it worked instantly. In the meantime, they were still trying to get my blood pressure to go down. (Me feeling sick and being a little panicky about not seeing Joey probably didn't help this.) It took about 30 minutes before my lower number went below 100.
Once that was done, the nurse transferred me to a recliner and wheeled me to recovery to see Joey. I'd say I was in there for about an hour, maybe a little less. The nurses were all fantastic. They fed me ice chips, and laughed when I apologized for burping repeatedly. The crappy part about the nausea meds were that they made me even more sleepy and disoriented, so I mostly stayed quiet and we watched HGTV - which I'm sure was a nice change from the loopy guy sitting across from me who wouldn't shut up about Jennifer Aniston.
By the time they wheeled me out to the car, I felt so much better. We got smoothies on the way home, and I drank the entire thing with no issues. My appetite came back pretty fast. I ate a full meal last night, and even had a little bit of ice cream.
My complaints? Well, I sort of blew off this surgery like it was no big deal without realizing how annoying and uncomfortable my face would be after coming to. It's awkward. That's the only way I know how to explain it. My nose bleeds, so I have a contraption that goes around each ear holds strip of gauze in place:
Hot, right? Not exactly convenient for eating and drinking, plus the constant bleeding is kind of gross. And I can't blow my nose for obvious reasons, so I have to let it drip. I've found that the key is less movement: the less I move around, the less I bleed. I also have to sit up straight to let my nose drain, which has made sleep kind of impossible.
The pain? Totally manageable. It's sort of like the burning sensation you get when you laugh and soda comes out your nose (don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about). I didn't need my first pain pill until last night, and I've only taken two since.
Joey went back to work this morning, and my MIL came over this morning to sit with me. Danica has been pretty adorable throughout the entire thing. She knows something is wrong, and she is being very gentle. When I first got home, she actually cried she was so upset. She lays her head on my chest, but knows not to get too close to my face. And she's following me everywhere. She's definitely been helpful in the recovery process.
That's pretty much it. I know a few people said they were curious about the surgery details, so I wanted to fill everyone in. Sorry if this bored the rest of you to tears. :) I'll leave you with this adorable picture of Danica I took yesterday, "helping" me feel better. Thanks to all who sent good thoughts and well wishes. I truly appreciate it!