Surgery!

*edit* I wrote this post last week but never got around to posting it, so I'll add some post surgery stuff too.

I had an appointment with my plastic surgeon on Tuesday and he confirmed my surgery date for June 26th. I'm excited and pretty nervous. It shouldn't be as extensive as my last surgery (only 1 1/2 his as opposed to four) but it's still IVs and hospitals so I'm not especially looking forward to that. I am however looking forward to getting rid of these tissue expanders and getting on my way to a good night's sleep. So far I'm really happy with this doctor and I hope he does a good job! In this surgery he is going to exchange my expanders for "normal" implants and do some fat grafting. I'm looking forward to the fat grafting, but not the bruising he said could accompany it. There is a chance I could get bumped from surgery on Wednesday, but I'm crossing my fingers it works out. This weekend we cleaned and did all the prep for being laid up next week. Now all I have left to do is get more anxious!

I didn't really get anxious until Tuesday night. They called and said to be at the hospital at two. I was hoping for the morning, but it worked out ok. It always seems surreal going to the hospital when I feel mostly normal. I didn't have to wait too long though, and got into surgery around 3:30. One of the worst parts for me is getting the IV, but the nurse did a good job and shortly after she finished they came to put me out. It's amazing how fast that works. Dr. Jensen came in and drew all over me so he'd know where to cut and then they came and took me away. I remember talking to the anesthesiologist but I don't remember what I said. I was in surgery for about two hours. Waking up in the recovery room was awful. I was shaking so hard. My Dr came in and I remember thinking he needed to stop the shaking but he just checked me and left while the nurses loaded me up with blankets. The shaking made me really sore all over. I got put in a room and they told me I could stay over night if I wanted. Of course I didn't want to, but I was so queasy. They gave me a sea sick patch again but it didn't work this time. The requirements to go home were, go to the bathroom, and walk. I was determined to leave and got up for the bathroom. I made it but then threw up as soon as I was back in bed. I was still so foggy and my mouth was dry, so I didn't want to eat anything. I couldn't even eat pudding! Around 10, Dan got me a smoothie and that helped. I went home at about 11:30pm. My five hour medical stay went a little over :(.  Pain wise, I feel uncomfortable and poked and bruised, but not too bad yet. The queasyness is gone as long as I don't move. After walking up the stairs last night I threw up again, but feel better this morning. I'm wrapped like a mummy all the way down my legs and on my stomach. It's pretty weird. I haven't seen any of my cuts yet, but I can feel them stinging a little. I actually think this recovery was worse than the last so far, but it should be shorter, so maybe it evens out. I have a check up on the second so we'll see how things go until then!

Don't worry, I'll do a whole Camden post next :)