Mmm, a gallon of fun ... not!
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By the time I went in for the procedure this morning, my head was pounding and my tummy would not stop grumbling because I was beyond starving. They got me situated in a bed, hooked me up to an IV and blood pressure cuff and then I just waited until it was my turn to go in. So I laid there in the bed and thought to myself that the next time I'm in a hospital bed will probably be when I have the gastric bypass surgery. And you know what thought ran through my mind the most? "I hope the bed in the hospital is more comfortable than this one." Seriously, that was the thing that I thought of the most. I wasn't scared of the process or the skill of the medical team. Maybe that will come in time and maybe it won't. I think I feel that way because the doctor that performs these surgeries does these all the time. The bariatric program they have for Kaiser here has this doctor in charge so I'm not questioning skill level at this point. To my recollection, I haven't ever stayed overnight in a hospital. Even when I had the melanoma surgery on my back, I went home within an hour or two of waking up from anesthesia. It's funny thinking about the things that run through our minds.
Sara took care of me with rides and bringing me food after the procedure (thanks girl!). I got to see her little boy, which is always awesome. He smiles when he sees me and who couldn't love that. So now my next step is to call surgery on Friday to book an appointment. I'm likely going to have to have internal surgery so that's the next part of this particular journey. The doctor today also is going to do some biopsies on me. If I learned anything from the mammogram calling thing from the other day, it's not to panic when I get a call from Kaiser. It can be routine or it can be major; I'll handle it no matter what.
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